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StoryA Dangerous Choice. Weefatfella512 years 3 weeks ago
StoryThis White Room smokejack512 years 1 month ago
StoryAuld Joe. Weefatfella212 years 1 month ago
StoryA Dangerous Choice. Part 2. Weefatfella412 years 1 month ago
StoryAll Dressed Up Like a Dog's Dinner Ed Crane712 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Winchburgh Chronicles.Part 4. Weefatfella012 years 2 months ago
StoryA Common Victory. Weefatfella412 years 2 months ago
CollectionFiction Weefatfella012 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Winchburgh Chronicles. Part 3. Weefatfella012 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Winchburgh Chronicles. Part 2. Weefatfella012 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Winchburgh Chronicles. Weefatfella412 years 2 months ago
StoryLaza Dun Joe Berridge Beale412 years 2 months ago
CollectionFamily. Weefatfella012 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Grey Lady Of Caputhall. Weefatfella412 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Harburn Haggis Bash. Weefatfella012 years 2 months ago
StoryNo Water. Weefatfella012 years 4 months ago
CollectionChildhood. Weefatfella012 years 4 months ago
CollectionAutobiography. Weefatfella012 years 4 months ago
StoryFunerals Weefatfella312 years 4 months ago
StoryExtra Money. Weefatfella212 years 4 months ago
StoryRoadside Diner Myndstorm212 years 4 months ago
StoryAlley Kazam Myndstorm212 years 4 months ago
StoryThe New Neighbor hudsonmoon1412 years 4 months ago

My stories

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A Dangerous Choice.

" Curdy, haw Curdy, ya auld bastard, waken up." The auld bastard he was yelling at was sitting slumped at the table in the Shieldmuir Bar. I didn't...

The Winchburgh Chronicles.

The full moon, cast a silvery gleam over the wet tar on the road as Ben turned onto the Queens Crescent rank. An eerie, primordial, verdant glimmer...
Gold cherry

A Common Victory.

Bannockburn in1314 was not a fortuitous victory. Good King Robert, planned the whole thing. The 8th Earl of Gloucester, his cousin, met his death here at the hands of a Ploughman with a long sharp stick.
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The Perfect Answer.

My Father was working in a nasty environment of sectarian abuse. He found the answer.

The Harburn Haggis Bash.

The invitation when it arrived made itself and its importance known, by landing on my hall carpet with a decidedly prominent and weighty thump. On...

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