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Playtime for playboys

“Scissors, rock, paper. C’mon, you big sissy.” “Sticks ‘n stones can break my bones. But words can never hurt me. Nya nya nya. Mummy’s boy.” “Cross that line, buddy, just cross that line.” “You cross this line. My line, you … Continue reading

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The Florist

In this world there are people you can trust. And those you can’t. Sometimes it’s difficult to know who falls into which category. It’s a bummer. We spend energy working out who to confide in, to deal with, to befriend; … Continue reading

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Paranoid

Our writing group has always been a mix of covert jealousy and overt distrust. Why the library continues to let us have access to one of their meeting rooms each week, God alone knows. The snarling, the shouting, the vitriol … Continue reading

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100 Words – Yellow

Being an outsider artist isn’t always easy. At first Ned’s latest urinal installation, Telephone – Yellow, didn’t attract positive write-ups, certainly not in the magazines that count. But he persisted. Later an agent started working for him and, despite Ned’s … Continue reading

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Petals fall

A dozen red roses. Chocolates. Meet the friends, meet the family. Share front door keys. Shop for ring. Plan wedding. Agree guest list, caterer. Choose flowers. Order limo. Make vows. Kiss. Music plays. Confetti tossed. Child one, child two. Domesticity. … Continue reading

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Basic Skills

“Swivel on this,” he roared, stretching out his right arm, palm of hand facing upwards, middle finger pointing to the sky. “Swivel on this,” they echoed, mostly getting the gesture right – some body language is universal. “Again,” he said. … Continue reading

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Romance, doomed.

Our eyes met across the crowded room. Later, at the dinner table, I saw she was seated two places from me. I turned and said, “Hello.” Afterwards we chanced to meet in the orangery. “It must be fate,” I said. … Continue reading

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The answer to life, the universe and everything

He has access to Deep Thought Version 72.12.5, and the latest supercomputers including the Sunway TaihuLight (93 PFLOPS, since you ask). The boy (and girl) genius techies in China, India and California are listed on his Favourites. For balance he … Continue reading

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Modern Times

The office Twitterati are determined to hound me into the ground. When I walk through the open office I feel them watching, watching, tweeting, tweeting. Occasionally I catch someone’s eye; they return my gaze without blinking; I hear their infrasonic … Continue reading

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The Salesman’s Script

Psssst! Wanna buy a watch? Here, take a look at this – it’s my last one, already sold six this afternoon. Listen to that tick, a real Swiss tick, not like that Japanese stuff, Swiss, honestly the real McCoy, listen, … Continue reading

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