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StoryA Dangerous Choice. Weefatfella511 years 6 months ago
StoryThis White Room smokejack511 years 6 months ago
StoryAuld Joe. Weefatfella211 years 7 months ago
StoryA Dangerous Choice. Part 2. Weefatfella411 years 7 months ago
StoryAll Dressed Up Like a Dog's Dinner Ed Crane711 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Winchburgh Chronicles.Part 4. Weefatfella011 years 7 months ago
StoryA Common Victory. Weefatfella411 years 7 months ago
CollectionFiction Weefatfella011 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Winchburgh Chronicles. Part 3. Weefatfella011 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Winchburgh Chronicles. Part 2. Weefatfella011 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Winchburgh Chronicles. Weefatfella411 years 7 months ago
StoryLaza Dun Joe Berridge Beale411 years 7 months ago
CollectionFamily. Weefatfella011 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Grey Lady Of Caputhall. Weefatfella411 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Harburn Haggis Bash. Weefatfella011 years 7 months ago
StoryNo Water. Weefatfella011 years 9 months ago
CollectionChildhood. Weefatfella011 years 9 months ago
CollectionAutobiography. Weefatfella011 years 9 months ago
StoryFunerals Weefatfella311 years 9 months ago
StoryExtra Money. Weefatfella211 years 9 months ago
StoryRoadside Diner Myndstorm211 years 9 months ago
StoryAlley Kazam Myndstorm211 years 9 months ago
StoryThe New Neighbor hudsonmoon1411 years 9 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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