Audrey Ellis

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StoryMeeting the Duke of Bedford Audrey Ellis010 years 3 weeks ago
StoryHow it all began Audrey Ellis010 years 4 weeks ago
CollectionBraille Books And Typewriters Audrey Ellis010 years 4 weeks ago
StoryAt the age of ten I sold newspapers. Audrey Ellis010 years 1 month ago
StoryWhy it all began Audrey Ellis010 years 1 month ago
CollectionTogether We Got There. Audrey Ellis010 years 1 month ago
StoryBut it's just a fantasy Audrey Ellis110 years 1 month ago
StoryMy uncle was Head Gardener for Benjamin Disraeli Audrey Ellis110 years 1 month ago
StoryLives less Ordinary Audrey Ellis010 years 1 month ago
StoryLives less Ordinary Audrey Ellis010 years 1 month ago
StoryLives less Ordinary Audrey Ellis010 years 1 month ago
StoryLives less Ordinary Audrey Ellis010 years 1 month ago
StoryLives less Ordinary Audrey Ellis110 years 1 month ago
StoryLives less Ordinary Audrey Ellis210 years 1 month ago
StoryThe next man who walked through our door Audrey Ellis510 years 1 month ago
StoryThe next man who walked through our door Audrey Ellis110 years 1 month ago
StoryLife Audrey Ellis010 years 1 month ago
CollectionLives less Ordinary Audrey Ellis010 years 1 month ago
StoryLives less Ordinary Audrey Ellis010 years 1 month ago
StoryLives less Ordinary Audrey Ellis010 years 1 month ago
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StoryLives less Ordinary Audrey Ellis310 years 1 month ago
StoryThose earlier years. Audrey Ellis110 years 1 month ago
StorySo much can go pearshape when we write. Audrey Ellis410 years 1 month ago
StoryLives less Ordinary Audrey Ellis210 years 1 month ago

My stories

My uncle was Head Gardener for Benjamin Disraeli

Roma Pearce, 1918 Father Conrad Rene, mother Edith Lydia, both of High Wycombe. Father worked as a foreman for a furniture maker whilst mother worked...
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Lives less Ordinary

All suddenly the wind comes soft As spring appears through open door And blossom sways on gentle breeze And hearts soften as before. My heart in...

Lives less Ordinary

And then she suddenly the day when she had taken her young children to the hospital. But when they reached the ward the Sister asked them to wait,...

Lives less Ordinary

And then she suddenly the day when she had taken her young children to the hospital. But when they reached the ward the Sister asked them to wait,...

Lives less Ordinary

How my mum felt-her own story. Pamela Field felt little emotion as she stood at the bus stop on that cold,dismal February morning. Appearances could...

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