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The Vale - Chapter 5
It was so much colder back then, nothing like the soft, Southern air which I find myself gliding through so easily these days. I remember frequent...
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The Vale - Part 4 (Adam Believe)
I can remember the exact moment I saw Adam Berry. It was on the first day of secondary school and we had been instructed, via a letter in the post,...
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The Vale - Part 3
Lori’s mother, Linda, is just leaving when I return to the cave. She is a lovely woman, warm, level-headed, unassuming and ever mindful of being in...
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The Vale - Part 1 (d)
I lie in bed staring at the patterns on the ceiling, the trees twitching in the wind casting shadows of branches like veins inside a lung, pulsing...
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The Irritating Gentleman (part two)
‘Wow,’ Martin got out and looked around at the garden which was very overgrown. Everything was unnervingly tall; white shasta daisies reaching up to...
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That was truly a thrilling
Posted on Fri, 28 Nov 2025
That was truly a thrilling read, Turlough. Makes me want to drop everything and go and take the smae sort of trip before it somehow becomes unavailable. I would be worried about the sickness though, I'm prone to migraines. At least I can read...
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Thank you Turlough. We are
Posted on Mon, 17 Nov 2025
Thank you Turlough. We are wrapped up in our little worlds I suppose. It's like there are two parallel universes, one where we catastrophise over the state of the environment and one where everything carries on as normal to maintain the economy (...
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Ha, those silver balls are
Posted on Fri, 14 Nov 2025
Ha, those silver balls are strange. I haven't seen them for sale for a while, maybe they stopped making them now that everyone has white fillings.
Those awful cup cakes, half made up of piped processed icing. No restraint shown except in...
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So clever, not only the
Posted on Wed, 05 Nov 2025
So clever, not only the poignant words but aesthetically this is stunning to look at, like an unsettling poster.
With everything else going on, we must remember them.
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A perfectly formed tribute to
Posted on Fri, 31 Oct 2025
A perfectly formed tribute to Halloween, Jenny. There sure is so much more to this world than both what we are seeing and the ghostly gouls of our own imaginations. No doubt there is a whole lot we don't know even about spiders.
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They must have been a
Posted on Sun, 12 Oct 2025
They must have been a powerful force, rowing out on the freezing cold seas, Jenny, in ships they built from scratch. And they left such a mark on us, especially in the North East. Your poem recounts the spirit of those people and how they used...
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Twenty hard boiled eggs,
Posted on Sun, 26 Oct 2025
Twenty hard boiled eggs, sounds like the sort of grotesque body builders fare they like to boast about on social media. The autumn clock change is rather grim and also a pain in the arse. I was born on winter solstice, a very dark birthday but...
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That sounds like a lot of
Posted on Sun, 26 Oct 2025
That sounds like a lot of work, chaos and also love. So many animals needing homes now because vets bills are spiralling and people have no spare income. I'm the proud owner of two huge indoor cats now and they are my princes.
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Another fabulous and
Posted on Tue, 21 Oct 2025
Another fabulous and mysterious story, Paul. I know I've said this before but you definitely have your own style of writing. I experienced a sense of the loneliness of the central character and some glimmer of hope that he was reconnecting with...
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Thnank you Insert. Ha ha, I
Posted on Thu, 16 Oct 2025
Thnank you Insert. Ha ha, I indulged in a medlar, ew, the fruit is a metaphor for some things. And many thanks for the cherries.
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