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StoryThe BC Adventure 25 jeand69 years 9 months ago
StoryPembrokeshire in April Rhiannonw189 years 9 months ago
StoryThe BC Adventure 23 -Start of Gold Fever jeand69 years 9 months ago
StoryPrometheus's Legacy luigi_pagano129 years 9 months ago
StoryThe BC Adventure 24 - More on Gold Fever jeand39 years 9 months ago
StoryExposed Now Concealed skinner_jennifer99 years 9 months ago
StoryFall-prevention Physio - for the (very) elderly Rhiannonw29 years 9 months ago
StoryThe BC Adventure 22 jeand69 years 9 months ago
StorySum yourself up mrpeterjthomas29 years 9 months ago
StoryBon-sigh mrpeterjthomas29 years 9 months ago
StoryEnd mrpeterjthomas29 years 9 months ago
StoryThis Way mrpeterjthomas29 years 9 months ago
StoryAnxiety of School Years skinner_jennifer109 years 9 months ago
StoryThe BC Adventure 21 jeand49 years 9 months ago
StoryBulbous-Bee mrpeterjthomas49 years 9 months ago
StoryCan I Just be... Penny4athought49 years 9 months ago
StoryDumped Gold Rhiannonw109 years 9 months ago
StoryThe BC Adventure 20 jeand49 years 9 months ago
StoryTherapy luigi_pagano49 years 9 months ago
Story"It's All about the Bag this Spring..." Silver Spun Sand89 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Journey Rhiannonw49 years 9 months ago
StoryThe BC Adventure 5 jeand69 years 9 months ago
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StoryThe BC Adventure 2 jeand99 years 9 months ago
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How should we pray?

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Our Father in heaven so holy, may many more honour you wholly, your good kingdom come, your perfect will...

Dear Dad … 2)

[not about 50 years of technological changes this time, but about Mum’s life after his death …]
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Weekly Holiday

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] All long for a day free to fill with nothing – or whims of their will, – so often depressing, the emptiness pressing – God’s precepts can satisfy …

Unseasonal Hail!

Under fire from pelting ice granules, like gravel chucked, crunching underfoot – soon melts, sun shines, briefly.
Cherry

The mask melting at 98

updating 'Inconnu', nearly 94 [a book that’s closed, with cheerful cover …]

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