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
StoryLives less Ordinary Audrey Ellis010 years 1 month ago
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

Lives less Ordinary

Finally, after our neighbours had re-arranged the furniture,scraped the remnants of cheese and tomato sandwiches and broken biscuits from a nearby...
Cherry

Lives less Ordinary

There was no time for talking and so the three of us ran back to the bus stop. Then we had time to talk as we waited. I thought about my dad again...
Cherry

The next man who walked through our door

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It was surreal. As I stood with my mum and brothers at Wellingborough station waiting for mum's penfriend to arrive I felt nothing. Then I caught a...

The next man who walked through our door

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It was surreal. As I stood with my mum and brothers at Wellingborough station waiting for mum's penfriend to arrive I felt nothing. Then I caught a...

Life

One more unfortunate, Weary of living, Beds down tonight, Beneath murky bridge. Her hearts beats, And she bleeds For one smile Not to beguile. Look...

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