Starfish Girl

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StoryLetter from America Saturday Sept 27 jeand410 years 11 months ago
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StoryAnother World Starfish Girl710 years 11 months ago
StoryDay after Day 14 jeand1010 years 11 months ago
StoryA Day in the Life... Silver Spun Sand1010 years 11 months ago
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StoryDay after Day 11 ( including bits from Charles Walker's Diary of 1851) jeand910 years 11 months ago
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StoryTriggered markbrown710 years 11 months ago
StoryTonight Josephine Silver Spun Sand1410 years 11 months ago
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StoryLDV: Washwood Heath (Necropolis) Philip Sidney1210 years 11 months ago
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StoryAll that Glisters Starfish Girl810 years 11 months ago
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StoryHoliday in America - part 3 jeand1010 years 12 months ago
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StoryIt Usually Rains at Funerals Silver Spun Sand1211 years 12 hours ago

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My stories

Remote

I suppose that I am the typical couch potato. A glass of Baileys, a packet or two of salt and vinegar crisps, a giant sized Mars Bar, the leather...
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Obituary

'The funeral will take place on February 4th at the local crematorium. A simple service to be followed by...' There were no details about the death...
Cherry

Revenge

Lucy sat in one of the leather armchairs, sinking into its depths, and savoured the rich, earthy taste of the espresso. She nibbled at the biscotti...

Silver Threads

Sunshine illuminated the room picking out some of its faded colours and the ‘ragged round the edges’ feel that it had. In spite of this there was...
Cherry

There are More Things...

I was at my wit's end. A forgotten, important, BIG birthday and only twelve hours before the party. What do you buy for someone that you have known...

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