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Blog entryThree Girls, BBC Drama, written by Nicole Taylor and directed by Philippa Lowthorpe. celticman78 years 3 months ago
StoryGinny. ( Part 2) jolono48 years 3 months ago
StoryGinny. ( Part 1) jolono58 years 3 months ago
StorySimon, The Friendly Spaceman 3: Simon And The Badger City well-wisher18 years 3 months ago
StoryGrimms5 celticman198 years 3 months ago
StoryMalala ItsSteveDave88 years 3 months ago
Story17 April 2017 Parson Thru48 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Dodgy Invitation. jolono38 years 4 months ago
StoryLooking For the Goodness in All Things - Part One of Three hudsonmoon118 years 5 months ago
StoryMissing Him hudsonmoon178 years 6 months ago
Blog entryEdward Bunker (2000)  Education of a Felon. celticman38 years 6 months ago
StoryOur Feet Don't Run hudsonmoon198 years 6 months ago
Blog entryBinary Dust and New Year’s resolutions. Robert Craven38 years 6 months ago
StoryWindow alexwritings68 years 6 months ago
StoryEulogy alexwritings68 years 6 months ago
StoryThe lifts at the BBC alexwritings38 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Shame of Sir Saxmundham alexwritings38 years 6 months ago
StoryWagon Train. ( Part 2) jolono88 years 6 months ago
StoryWagon Train. ( Part 1) jolono88 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Old Lady At Number 58 ( Part 2) jolono48 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Old Lady At Number 58 ( Part 1) jolono58 years 6 months ago
StoryPortrait Pingles68 years 7 months ago
StoryRules Are Rules. ( 2) jolono68 years 7 months ago
StoryWHEN LOVE TURNS moonphish48 years 7 months ago
Storytrifecta maggyvaneijk178 years 7 months ago

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My stories

Cherry

Ginny. ( Part 4)

It was 2.30pm, and on a Friday I knew exactly where Uncle Ted would be. The Stanley Arms in Bermondsey. It was a tradition. The pub put on food and...

Dipping Toes.

We looked at each other and smiled. It was time to take the plunge. The shy girl who whispers secrets in seashells and the lonely boy who hides from...
Cherry

Ginny. ( Part 3)

I heard her say the words but I found it difficult to comprehend them. For some reason I took my hand away from hers. “Sorry Ginny. Did you say you...
Cherry

Ginny. ( Part 2)

She held my arm as we walked to the pub. For some reason it didn’t feel strange. It felt natural. I sat her at a table by the window and went to get...
Cherry

Ginny. ( Part 1)

My mother and father were married for almost sixty years. He’s been gone now since 2006 and Mum in 2010. Here’s the strange part. Though they were...

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