Fran Thompson

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StoryREMEMBERING BIG BEN Fran Thompson04 years 9 months ago
StoryOBITUARY - MY MOTHER Fran Thompson35 years 11 months ago
StoryThoughts on Love in a pandemic - April 2020 Fran Thompson25 years 11 months ago
StoryBelgium Fran Thompson26 years 8 months ago
StoryDeath Palaces Fran Thompson07 years 5 months ago
Blog entryA New Dawn for ABCtales tcook2212 years 9 months ago
StoryDeath in Southall April 1979 Fran Thompson012 years 11 months ago
StoryA QUESTION IN THE HOUSE 1980 Fran Thompson112 years 11 months ago
Story"Just call me Ruth" - biography of a modern politician Fran Thompson312 years 11 months ago
CollectionFran T's serendipity Fran Thompson012 years 11 months ago
StoryQUESTIONS IN THE HOUSE 2011 Fran Thompson013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryREQUIUM MARCH 1985 Fran Thompson013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryTHE PRICE - Final Part 5 Fran Thompson013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryTHE PRICE - Part 3 Fran Thompson113 years 3 weeks ago
StoryTHE PRICE Part 1 Fran Thompson013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryNot in my Backyard 1987 Fran Thompson013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryThe Fight - To a friend October 1967 - awaiting a custody decision Fran Thompson013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryMetal Box - the poem Fran Thompson113 years 3 weeks ago
StoryTHOUGHTS ON SCHOOL EXAMINATIONS Fran Thompson214 years 12 months ago
StoryTHE PRICE -Part 4 Fran Thompson215 years 4 months ago
StoryTHE PRICE - Part 2 Fran Thompson215 years 4 months ago
Forum topicAccess Denied&Missing work prettyrose415 years 5 months ago
StoryMetal Box - the short story Fran Thompson316 years 6 months ago

My stories

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"Just call me Ruth" - biography of a modern politician

Biography of a friend, a dedicated politician and daughter of refugees. "Just call me Ruth" is an appreciation of a woman to be admired.

The Fight - To a friend October 1967 - awaiting a custody decision

To be alone, to stand apart To hear the suffering of your heart To understand not how or when You'll have them with you once again. To be aware and yet not know

Metal Box - the poem

Round and round and round she traversed Looking at the metal box At the dash and blue interior Hints of dogs hairs, little clocks Was it really? Could it be? After all these empty years

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