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StoryChichester Festival Theatre ruminator111 years 8 months ago
StoryAs I See It ruminator111 years 8 months ago
CollectionPoems Wot I Writ. A mixed bag. ruminator111 years 8 months ago
StoryTea With Isabel ruminator011 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Light & Dark of the British Cityscape ruminator011 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Bridegroom's Mother ruminator111 years 10 months ago
StoryPassport Photograph ruminator011 years 10 months ago
Storythis day this roof delovelycouture617 years 1 month ago
StoryWrong Place, Wrong Time pombal417 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Week In Fire ivoryfishbone417 years 1 month ago

My stories

Tea With Isabel

TEA WITH ISABEL I remember a bright afternoon in August, a garden, and tea with Isabel. Scones and cream with strawberry jam.

The Light & Dark of the British Cityscape

An explosion of light fragments the darkness obliterating the stars. Streets, overrun by cars all day, slow down at night demonstrating an aptitude for change and the chance of respite.

As I See It

AS I SEE IT May I ask what you do, Sir? Do you work in a zoo, Sir? Not an animal zoo where courtesy rules

Chichester Festival Theatre

CHICHESTER FESTIVAL THEATRE. 'Have you been to Chichester,' I asked, ‘Did you walk on a carpet of green beneath trees stretching their leafy arms upward to the night sky?’

The Bridegroom's Mother

THE BRIDEGROOM'S MOTHER I am the bride-groom's mother, I'm feeling excessively grand, the cut of my dress

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