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Overheard #12: Man in village pub

The neighbours aren’t very happy about my choice of yard art, the bunch of stuck up metros. Most of them are incomers, from t’smoke, not been here for more than a decade or so, and here they are turning up … Continue reading

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Overheard #11: The Peoplewatcher

“See that guy over there – in the silver shirt – he’s a regular here. Name’s Billy Trout. Thinks he’s cool. Watch him. See how he shoots his cuffs, top four shirt buttons undone, David Niven moustache. Watch him try … Continue reading

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Overheard #10: The Shopper Returned

“Murder,” she said, “Pure bleeding elbow-swinging, foot-crushing murder. A fight to the death almost, to get those slippers.” She took sip from her favourite cup and grimaced. “What’s this now?” she said peering into the murky liquid. “Someone trying to … Continue reading

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Overheard #9: Wakening Soul

For Wednesday Write-in Dawn. Slow awakening. I rub my face/the face to facilitate the process. I doubt. Pause. The fingers drift over the chin, the cheekbones, the forehead. There is no recognition. Damn! Soul-switch. So soon! Without notice. So who am I this … Continue reading

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Overheard #8: Sunday Morning

This for today’s  Wednesday Write-in. Sunday morning. Stir, scratch, stand, stretch. Bare feet on bare floor boards. Toes pressed down against the planks. Sometimes you can feel the vibrations, but rarely during the daytime and even less frequently on a … Continue reading

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Overheard #7: The Busker 

This for Cake.shortandsweet Wednesday Write-in. Yeah, so actually I’m a busker. That’s what I do. Do you like the outfit? Helps pull the punters; you know, draws their attention. Gotta have their attention even if it’s just long enough to … Continue reading

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Overheard #6: Angry Man

This for Wednesday Write-in #52. Paintball! Don’tcha just love it. The lads decided on it last night. In the pub. Five pints to the wind. It’s gonna be “last man standing”. None of this soft teamwork stuff. After all, most … Continue reading

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Overheard #5: Before the Storm

Written for Sarah Grace Logan’s Wednesday Write-in. “That bloody Noah,” muttered Aabad, “He always gets the choice jobs, the cream. It was meant to be alphabetic this time, y’know, A-A coming before N-O, but, oh no, somehow he, as usual, … Continue reading

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Overheard #4: On a bus

For Wednesday write in #45. “It’s not really a coven, really. I mean, for heaven’s sake, this is the twenty first century, there ain’t no such thing as black magic. We’re just a small bunch of friends who get together … Continue reading

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Overheard #1: The Housing Officer

“We’ll move the family to a small bed and breakfast hotel in a coastal town. Cheaper than trying to house them in the city. It’s the best thing we can do for them. Plus we tick a box, save some … Continue reading

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