Jambeadie

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StoryWhen We Used to Chase Their Car Jambeadie28 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Teenagers (1/2) Jambeadie210 years 2 days ago
StoryThe Teenagers (2/2) Jambeadie210 years 3 days ago
StoryThe National Cup Jambeadie010 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Pigeon Loft Jambeadie110 years 5 months ago
CollectionShort stories Jambeadie010 years 7 months ago
StoryChestnut Mare Jambeadie1510 years 7 months ago
StoryHot Air Balloon Jambeadie810 years 7 months ago
StorySlaveboarding Jambeadie010 years 7 months ago
StorySnow Day Jambeadie410 years 7 months ago
StoryBad Blood Jambeadie110 years 7 months ago
StoryMr Wheeldon Jambeadie310 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Great Years Jambeadie110 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Dark Alley Crew Jambeadie410 years 8 months ago
CollectionPoems Jambeadie011 years 4 months ago
StoryMiss Bradshaw Jambeadie511 years 7 months ago
StoryKnickers Jambeadie611 years 12 months ago

My stories

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Miss Bradshaw

Miss Bradshaw came to us in the March of year four...

Mr Wheeldon

You'd see his flat-cap bobbing roadside of the field, Pulled along by a yapping dog. Hear him tell strangers, 'He wunner bite ya.' Once the farmer -...
Gold cherry

Knickers

I was lying alone in a double bed, doing terrible things to some pairs of knickers. I had found them in the dirty-clothes basket at the foot of the bed.

The Great Years

This street, that Greggs, Before morning registrations; The burger van on a Friday. Rain against the windows of Subway And Colonel Mustard’s And the...
Gold cherry

Snow Day

‘Conal says she’s a screamer,’ said Flint, untangling his headphones as the bus rattled up the hill and past the rec...

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