Category: Mystery
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The Road to Meringue (Part Four)
Sometimes, days are just plain sailing. Up early(ish), breakfasted, dressed, and out and on with the rest of the day, and in what seems like a flash the day is coming to an end once again. Most days, it could be said, are generally like that. Some days, however, are so far removed from the…
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Number Thirteen
Number 13. The postman dreaded number thirteen. Not that he was really superstitious or anything, but there was a certain thing about number thirteen that he wasn’t particularly keen on. He had a letter to deliver, and the thing was in the garden. He posted the other letters in the road first, and then it…
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Size Matters
There was no way the settee would fit through the door. The delivery man was certain of it. There was absolutely no way that it would go in through the window, so he dismissed that idea immediately. He couldn’t believe that he had been given this job. The settee was a giant. A mammoth thing…
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The Road to Meringue (Part Three)
Sometimes, days are just plain sailing. Up early(ish), breakfasted, dressed, and out and on with the rest of the day, and in what seems like a flash the day is coming to an end once again. Most days, it could be said, are generally like that. Some days, however, are so far removed from the…
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The A-Z of Everything… near enough!
I’m starting to think that I may, perhaps, be extending the incorrect impression of myself. My ‘about’ page goes into great detail about who I am, as do quite a lot of the posts I write. The title of my blog is currently Me! Me! Me me me!, which would tend to give a slight…
The Mansionic Perspective 