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StoryI saw my dead nan on the ghost train mcmanaman111 years 5 months ago
StoryI don't want to share Amanda Palmer mcmanaman111 years 5 months ago
StoryHoops mcmanaman111 years 5 months ago
StoryGood shoes mcmanaman011 years 5 months ago
StoryIt's hard to imagine any of our friends will die mcmanaman211 years 5 months ago
StoryIn this square mcmanaman011 years 5 months ago
StoryHis house has white brick balconies mcmanaman011 years 5 months ago
StoryHymn to a Broken Marriage mcmanaman511 years 5 months ago
StoryI forgot to mention the moon mcmanaman111 years 5 months ago
StoryI'm not cool enough to be in your band mcmanaman411 years 5 months ago
StoryI've got a good game going on up here mcmanaman111 years 5 months ago
StoryI will never see these people again mcmanaman011 years 5 months ago
StoryI don't want anything bad to ever happen to you mcmanaman011 years 5 months ago
StoryI've got a friend called Byron now mcmanaman011 years 5 months ago
StoryHe explained why he would never buy her flowers mcmanaman011 years 5 months ago
StoryI hope it snows for Jermaine Jackson mcmanaman011 years 5 months ago
StoryGoogling your own name mcmanaman011 years 5 months ago
StoryI know you've been referred to your doctor mcmanaman011 years 5 months ago
StoryI'd love to help mcmanaman011 years 5 months ago
StoryHannah's mum has never eaten strawberries mcmanaman011 years 5 months ago
StoryGut mcmanaman011 years 5 months ago
StoryI've managed to piece together mcmanaman011 years 5 months ago
StoryHouse of Frasier mcmanaman011 years 5 months ago
StoryI guessed your Yahoo Password mcmanaman011 years 5 months ago
StoryHelen Drew mcmanaman011 years 5 months ago

My stories

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Tins of things

All this food we’re eating tells a story about Britain. These cupboard doors are wobbly, maybe this isn’t as nice a kitchen as we thought when we...
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Milk

She says she’s lactose intolerant but I think she just misses her dad, a milkman, who sat down on his armchair two Boxing Days ago and never work up...
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Poem of the week

Shopping with kids

Ayesha always went shopping on Sunday afternoons, both kids in the back. Let’s get this over quick as we can. She hates driving but needs to put...
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Rave's off

Now that most people use laptops trains aren’t allowed to have windows anymore. People with beards wouldn’t type so loudly if they knew their...
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Dancing

We are only ever as happy as the last text message we received. The onomatopoeia of angst. Good dreams are on the top floor and we’re standing in the...
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