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Everyman – the Christmas Edition

Posted on 08/12/2015 by patrickprinsloo

How long is it since anyone saw Death all black-hooded and robed with one of those old fashioned scythes in his hand? Years, I suspect. Or decades. For whatever reason, Death’s gone all modern, likes to read the fashion magazines, likes … Continue reading →

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Strawberries

Posted on 19/02/2014 by patrickprinsloo

For Wednesday Write-in #79 She had been a sitting at the bottom of the stairs leading up to the frosted glass doors of the apartment block when he arrived home late last night, tipsy but only slightly so – in … Continue reading →

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Corrupt? Moi?

Posted on 07/02/2014 by patrickprinsloo

As head of the Artefacts Rescue Board, Professor Arnold Ebenezer took it upon himself to rant and rave at those museums and private collectors who bought up war-looted ancient treasures from unscrupulous grave diggers and corrupt curators. If there wasn’t … Continue reading →

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The tattoo parlour on the high street

Posted on 05/02/2014 by patrickprinsloo

Written for Wednesday Write-in #77 Up to then life had offered Robert Clive Smith no great surprises. Things had gone as he would have expected and as his comfortable countrified middle class parents would have hoped for. As the only … Continue reading →

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Timberyard

Posted on 31/01/2014 by patrickprinsloo

I was still getting to know who was who. The guy wearing the lumberjack shirt and the Baltimore Ravens cap fascinated me. His name was Jack. “From Baltimore?” I offered. “Nah, from Houston,” said the foreman, “The cap was a … Continue reading →

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