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StoryDead Famous, Famous Dead gletherby210 years 2 months ago
StoryRemembrance elz310 years 2 months ago
StoryHolding Hands With Number One gletherby1010 years 2 months ago
StoryAddicted to . . . Love gletherby210 years 3 months ago
StoryBuzzed Off Bee3410 years 5 months ago
StoryWhat Seems to be the Problem? Silver Spun Sand810 years 7 months ago
StoryOlder than Dad gletherby1010 years 7 months ago
StoryOne truly exceptional bowel movement Jim Webster1610 years 7 months ago
StorySurprises gletherby010 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Princess and the Mushy Peas gletherby510 years 8 months ago
StoryCanterbury Tales gletherby210 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Money Box Murder gletherby010 years 9 months ago
StoryA Piece of Cake Bee2511 years 1 week ago
StoryA Perfect Match gletherby1311 years 3 weeks ago
StoryCastle Pillock 5 airyfairy411 years 3 weeks ago
StoryAway Match gletherby011 years 3 weeks ago
StorySweet Lightning Silver Spun Sand611 years 3 weeks ago
StoryLook Back In Ongar Paul Annon1211 years 3 weeks ago
StoryPrivate Parts and Secret Places gletherby011 years 4 weeks ago
StoryThank You For The Days gletherby012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryLet's Pretend it's the Ritz gletherby512 years 2 weeks ago
StorySense and Insensibility gletherby212 years 2 weeks ago

My stories

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A Week in Coverack

I am in the middle of a week spent in Coverack, a small fishing village on the Lizard Peninsula, in Cornwall. Seven nights and days is by far the...
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Perils and Privileges

Jack doesn't look back as he leaves the prison. It’s a warm September morning and he strolls to the bus stop, his hands in his pockets. Kerra had...

Sing a Song of Fifty Quid

Sing a song of fifty quid, a pocket full of poo (as in manure), Four and twenty mushrooms, enough to make a stew. On top of every other job the maid...
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'Shoulder to Shoulder'

February 6 th 1918 My dear diary What excitement. Today about 8.5 million of us were enfranchised, 40 per cent of us that is. Although all men over...

The Anniversary(ies)

Six years today. On the one hand, unthinkable to be so long without you. On the other, seems like only yesterday, Yesterday, when a memory made me...

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