Fran Thompson

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StoryREMEMBERING BIG BEN Fran Thompson03 years 4 months ago
StoryOBITUARY - MY MOTHER Fran Thompson34 years 6 months ago
StoryThoughts on Love in a pandemic - April 2020 Fran Thompson24 years 6 months ago
StoryBelgium Fran Thompson25 years 3 months ago
StoryDeath Palaces Fran Thompson06 years 3 weeks ago
Blog entryA New Dawn for ABCtales tcook2311 years 4 months ago
StoryDeath in Southall April 1979 Fran Thompson011 years 6 months ago
StoryA QUESTION IN THE HOUSE 1980 Fran Thompson111 years 6 months ago
Story"Just call me Ruth" - biography of a modern politician Fran Thompson311 years 6 months ago
CollectionFran T's serendipity Fran Thompson011 years 6 months ago
StoryQUESTIONS IN THE HOUSE 2011 Fran Thompson011 years 8 months ago
StoryREQUIUM MARCH 1985 Fran Thompson011 years 8 months ago
StoryTHE PRICE - Final Part 5 Fran Thompson011 years 8 months ago
StoryTHE PRICE - Part 3 Fran Thompson111 years 8 months ago
StoryTHE PRICE Part 1 Fran Thompson011 years 8 months ago
StoryNot in my Backyard 1987 Fran Thompson011 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Fight - To a friend October 1967 - awaiting a custody decision Fran Thompson011 years 8 months ago
StoryMetal Box - the poem Fran Thompson111 years 8 months ago
StoryTHOUGHTS ON SCHOOL EXAMINATIONS Fran Thompson213 years 7 months ago
StoryTHE PRICE -Part 4 Fran Thompson213 years 11 months ago
StoryTHE PRICE - Part 2 Fran Thompson213 years 11 months ago
Forum topicAccess Denied&Missing work prettyrose414 years 2 weeks ago
StoryMetal Box - the short story Fran Thompson315 years 1 month ago

My stories

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"Just call me Ruth" - biography of a modern politician

Biography of a friend, a dedicated politician and daughter of refugees. "Just call me Ruth" is an appreciation of a woman to be admired.

The Fight - To a friend October 1967 - awaiting a custody decision

To be alone, to stand apart To hear the suffering of your heart To understand not how or when You'll have them with you once again. To be aware and yet not know

Metal Box - the poem

Round and round and round she traversed Looking at the metal box At the dash and blue interior Hints of dogs hairs, little clocks Was it really? Could it be? After all these empty years

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