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Tom All Alone (8) (i)
Continuing my novel based on my childhood in South London in the 1960s. Christmas Day. Nan's scullery downstairs sweated and heaved with the heat and...
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Dead Man: 6 (ii)
John thought back to that moment. It was the Christmas holidays, and he'd got a temporary job, helping out in the stock basement at a department...
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Dead Man: 6 (i)
John discovers that he isn't alone after all... John opened his mouth to answer, but there was nothing. Instead he just sat there, gaping at this new...
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The Erosion of Choice
I’m one of an ever-diminishing minority in the UK. Maybe, even, the world. The western world, certainly – if research is to be believed. I don’t have...
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Dead Man: 5
And so there John found himself, in this peculiar kind of limbo. Of all the possibilities there could be after death, this was the one that he had...
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Another shocking event.
Posted on Tue, 27 May 2025
Another shocking event.
We all have mental health. Some have mental illness. And, like ethnicity, religion and the other things, it's one of those that quickly gets wheeled out. And, like the others, it creates stigma and fear. And...
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My favourite period of
Posted on Thu, 22 May 2025
My favourite period of history. You've captured it well. An authentic voice, too.
Read full commentPosted in A Victorian Lady's Memoirs Part Two
Not enough of them, sadly.
Posted on Thu, 22 May 2025
Not enough of them, sadly.
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Sadly, mirrors never lie!
Posted on Wed, 21 May 2025
Sadly, mirrors never lie! But a lot depends on the ambient light when you look in them!
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I know the writing fog well,
Posted on Wed, 21 May 2025
I know the writing fog well, Jess! It's like the mists on Dartmoor, too - it rolls in out of nowhere! Reading is the best substitute/cure. Walking, too, I find.
I'm not sure about 'experienced' as a writer. I think it's all about life...
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Thanks, Di, for those kind
Posted on Sun, 18 May 2025
Thanks, Di, for those kind words.
...and you would not have been reading this!
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It doesn't exist now. The
Posted on Sat, 17 May 2025
It doesn't exist now. The works closed down in 1987 - long after I'd left. I don't know why, but probably because it was becoming too costly. Also, the production methods hadn't changed for decades - and they were pretty unhygienic. So maybe...
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I like that play on words
Posted on Sat, 17 May 2025
I like that play on words with 'blue' in the first line. Fits with what the poem is really about. Some nice images. It's where life starts, after all.
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Keep writing, Jess. You know
Posted on Fri, 16 May 2025
Keep writing, Jess. You know where you're going.
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Thanks, Di. I took this
Posted on Sat, 19 Oct 2024
Thanks, Di. I took this matter up with my brother. He was furious, telling me 'She's really overstepped the mark this time.' He went off, raging, promising to sort it. I almost expected what happened. A few days later, he came back and said...
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