Geoffrey

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StorySuccess part2 Geoffrey314 years 4 months ago
StoryThe rats return part2 Geoffrey214 years 4 months ago
StoryROOMS BY THE SEA seashore914 years 4 months ago
StoryBlackberry Wine Silver Spun Sand2514 years 4 months ago
StoryMarooned Part1 Geoffrey314 years 4 months ago
StoryElderberry wine Geoffrey614 years 4 months ago
StoryObservations from a cafe window Geoffrey414 years 4 months ago
StoryThe wrong mark Geoffrey214 years 4 months ago
StoryKonichiwa Geoffrey214 years 4 months ago
StoryScientists can prove bees can't fly Geoffrey314 years 4 months ago
StoryIncident at Worcester Geoffrey214 years 4 months ago
StoryHave to Laugh - Don't You? Silver Spun Sand1614 years 4 months ago
StoryLeaves Geoffrey214 years 5 months ago
StoryThe job Geoffrey414 years 5 months ago
StoryOCTOBER MAGIC skinner_jennifer3814 years 5 months ago
StoryTHE APPLE skinner_jennifer2114 years 5 months ago
StoryMy cats Geoffrey414 years 5 months ago
StoryEXTRA SENSORY PERCEPTION skinner_jennifer2614 years 5 months ago
StoryA West Country Poem skinner_jennifer614 years 5 months ago
StoryWalking for your health Geoffrey214 years 5 months ago
StoryHow to become a famous poet Geoffrey314 years 5 months ago
StoryObtaining a passport Geoffrey214 years 5 months ago
StoryMy 59 minute friend Geoffrey214 years 5 months ago
StoryEnglish as she is spoke Geoffrey314 years 5 months ago
StoryMilk Geoffrey314 years 5 months ago

My stories

I love you too dear

I love you too dear “Hey get me the thingy” “All right but which particular thingy do you want?” “Well I’m digging the garden aren’t I, so bring me the digging one!”

Albert's luckiest day

Albert’s luckiest day

The snowflake's dream

The snowflake’s dream I’m a lonely little snowflake ‘Cos I’m miserable in the cold Which is not what snowflakes should be At least so I am told I want to be a sunflower

Who's afraid of the big bad wolf

Who’s afraid of the Big Bad Wolf? Roger was a wolf. His mother had told him that he was a big bad wolf, so that if he wanted to eat he had to catch the creatures that lived in the forest.

My cats

My cats Some years ago we got two cats Well they were kittens really They were pretty little creatures And we knew we’d love them dearly One of them was tabby The other black and white

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