KarenHadj

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StoryCat-Omen Cake-queen1311 years 3 weeks ago
StoryCaractacus Rogers in 200 words KarenHadj111 years 5 months ago
StoryBanana split knees KarenHadj311 years 5 months ago
StoryAnother 200 on C. Rogers KarenHadj311 years 5 months ago
Forum topicBirmingham Book Festival KarenHadj111 years 5 months ago
CollectionThe Village KarenHadj011 years 5 months ago
CollectionThis could run and run KarenHadj011 years 5 months ago
CollectionNew life KarenHadj011 years 5 months ago
CollectionDear Gill KarenHadj011 years 5 months ago
StoryUncle Bill KarenHadj411 years 6 months ago
StoryOn the scrapheap KarenHadj111 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Merchant of Venice KarenHadj011 years 6 months ago
StoryGuilty pleasure KarenHadj211 years 6 months ago
StoryHigh Level moments KarenHadj111 years 6 months ago
StoryFirst Christmas KarenHadj111 years 6 months ago
StoryInfinite Sky KarenHadj212 years 5 days ago
StoryGrandmother (part 2) The Talisman512 years 1 week ago
Story A Fat Nude Mark Say412 years 2 months ago
StorySome Things Must Remain a Mystery - Part Three of Three h jenkins614 years 2 weeks ago
StoryGet Over it (Again!!) (on having my name mistyped) kheldar614 years 3 weeks ago
StorySetting the scene KarenHadj915 years 1 month ago
StoryKey function (IP) KarenHadj715 years 1 month ago
StoryMy beautiful name KarenHadj215 years 2 months ago
StoryDream Dealers Norman Norton315 years 2 months ago
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My stories

Cherry

Infinite Sky

Aunt Esmerelda or Auntie Esme as we were allowed to call her was something of a mystery to me. Occasionally I would go and see her without telling my mother.
Cherry

Uncle Bill

Poor uncle Bill, if only he hadn't been so ambitious.
Cherry

On the scrapheap

No one batted an eyelid when the sofa and armchairs were dumped on the patch of waste ground at the top of the street.

Banana split knees

On Windmill Hills, just behind the Borough Arms pub and at the entrance to the village there used to be a small park.
Cherry

First Christmas

Our first family Christmas in St Cuthbert's Village was probably the most memorable that we ever spent there. We had moved to the village in November 1974 and set about making this place our home.

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