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StoryWhat's Love Got to do With It? Rigel2512 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Intruders Silver Spun Sand1612 years 7 months ago
StoryServant Firebird412 years 7 months ago
StoryEspresso Martini MistakenMagic2312 years 7 months ago
StoryJubilee hats seashore2212 years 7 months ago
StoryNow Leaving From Platform Sixteen lenchenelf1212 years 7 months ago
StoryOf a Summer Solstice Silver Spun Sand1412 years 7 months ago
StoryA Fear of Falling Silver Spun Sand812 years 7 months ago
StoryLeith Road Emporium of Wonders lenchenelf812 years 7 months ago
StoryA short rhyme well-wisher212 years 7 months ago
StoryShe Sends Sea Shells MaliciousMudkip712 years 7 months ago
StoryNoisy neighbours blighters rock1112 years 7 months ago
StoryBeautiful Beeme1512 years 7 months ago
StoryWhere you onced lived Beeme612 years 7 months ago
StoryBeneath a Purple Sky skinner_jennifer1012 years 7 months ago
StoryEdvard Munch has nothing on this shoe812 years 7 months ago
Storyfamily photograph JupiterMoon412 years 7 months ago
StoryOceanic maggyvaneijk1912 years 7 months ago
StoryHome seashore2912 years 7 months ago
StoryDodgey Dave and The Toenail. jolono2012 years 7 months ago
StoryPeeping Tom well-wisher412 years 7 months ago
StoryIn Loving Memory Silver Spun Sand2412 years 7 months ago
StoryGirl on a Train Silver Spun Sand1812 years 7 months ago
StoryThis is not a cultural problem blighters rock1912 years 7 months ago
StoryRequiem MistakenMagic2112 years 8 months ago

My stories

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Foreign Country

"The past is a foreign country..." - L.P. Hartley
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Relic

I remember the way you lifted the glinting, silver pendant like a trapdoor - surprised to find a mark the metal had carved into my skin...
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First Letter Home

Wotcher stranger! Remember me? Yes, I am talking like a born and bred southerner already. No more ‘blooooke’ or ‘poooost box’ – I’ve learnt to speak properly...
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Le Grand Départ

One, final ritual, before the 'Big Push' - 'Le Grand Départ...' I carefully remove all the posters, photos and cards from my bedroom walls.
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These Are The Days

We find ourselves huddled on a bench, by the Thames, opposite Big Ben - his bright, white face mirrored, not only in the river, but in the moon, pastelled onto a cloud at his side.

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