Tag: Writing
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Dear Diary…
10th August 1911. Dear Diary, I’m so excited for the next year. My brother is getting married to Geraldine, and I’m going to be a bridesmaid. They won’t wed until June 15th, which is ages away, but still. A wedding. In my family. We’ve not had one for years. 2nd September 1911. Dear Diary, Geraldine…
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Sprouts and Satsumas
I nipped out this afternoon to do a little last minute shopping for Christmas, just for ‘bits’, as you do. I found a parking space at Sainsbury’s (other supermarkets are available) with little trouble, and found a shopping trolley… one of five that remained. It was a pleasure to use – it must have been…
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Apocalypse Oops
Hayley sat dithered. She remembered this from last time. The darkness. The cold. The smell. Herbert rolled around on the floor laughing. He remembered it too, only differently. “You tore your dress” Herbert managed between guffaws. “I broke a nail” Hayley sternly retorted, “as well” she acknowledged. Herbert looked into Hayley’s eyes. Hayley blinked. It’s…