Tag: Creations
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Ode to an aching knee
Oh, knee, I ask thee why must thou throb Whence I stand and walk or hobble ’Tis fine whilst seated and after several steps So why must thou caust me trouble? A heat you bring within my leg A warmth that’s not so fair Whence I happen perchance to walk A steppe or two from…
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Who is Clancy Farquhar?
Claudette looked at her watch and tutted. Her bus was due fourteen minutes ago. The journey takes twenty-five minutes to get her to the town centre, and then she has another five minute walk to the surgery. By her reckoning, she was now forty minutes late for work. As she worked flexible hours, this wasn’t…
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Who is Clancy Farquhar?
Lady Salinger-Wallis squealed with delight as she slipped down the artificial ski-slope. She wasn’t standing; she had fallen at the top of the slope trying to attach one of her skis which had become detached from her left foot as she was about to ski for the very first time. She slid head first, from…
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Who is Clancy Farquhar?
The snow was falling heavily, as it had done so for the last two weeks. Most of the roads in this part of west London were open, but Upper Barnes Mews was one of those that weren’t. The wireless was reporting a news story of Thailand apparently declaring war on Britain and the United States,…
The Mansionic Perspective 