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Hot Lover

  He could tell from the way she held a needle that this babe was hot. He invited her onto the dance floor and to the frenzied beat of the B52s they discussed safety pins, button holing, quilt making, zip … Continue reading

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Once upon a time

Nowadays we can’t see the wood for the trees. Or the trees for that matter. Ever since reading hard copy books exploded as the world’s major leisure activity, coinciding with the success of literacy programmes in less developed countries, there … Continue reading

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Suus ‘sera numquam est ad discendum

He hadn’t studied Classics but he reckoned he knew enough to get by. Mention the Elgin Marbles and he’d picture them in his mind’s eye. He’d smile whenever he heard, ‘Aeì koloiòs parà koloiôi hizánei’ or ‘Apò toû hēlíou metástēthi’. … Continue reading

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Denial

  They’ve started shipping out the corpses in trains, taking them up north, stopping at any starving hamlet or town that will do some burials for 50kg of flour a body. The empty sacks are used as shrouds. When the … Continue reading

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The Nail Bar

  “Windows to the soul,” she said, “Forget the eyes, it’s the hands. Our hands are always out there, gesticulating, signposting, shaping, emphasising, assenting, dissenting, framing our language. Hands? They’re the divas of our existence, the celebrities of our id, … Continue reading

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Motherbroad

“Tried switching her on at the wall?” “She’s battery powered, not on the mains.” “Checked her batteries?” “Yep, fully charged.” “Any loose wires?” “Nope, none to be seen.” “Too old? Back-up service discontinued?” “Nope, still under guarantee; still a babe.” … Continue reading

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Mum knows best

All her life she wanted to be famous, be a big star. Think Marlene, think Joan, think Bette, her mum would say. “You can be like them or even better. All you need do is stand straight, smile nice, and … Continue reading

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Clippety-clop, clippety-clop

  It’s good to be back in favour. The last time we were appreciated was during the Great War. But when that was over, they slaughtered most of us and took to their motorised vehicles. Now, 150 years on, it’s … Continue reading

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Bad Luck

“It’s a good price – the owners need to move for a job and want a quick sale. Also I reckon the location is right for us.” Maddie gripped my hand, “Oh, it’s ideal. And my horoscope said this week … Continue reading

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Hope

Everyone in that tight knit community knows him, knows the story, and are successful in protecting him from curious holiday makers and ambitious young city journalists. Every morning he comes down to that particular part of the beach, coffee flask … Continue reading

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