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Fish out of Water

  His eyes water, the scratched plastic lenses of his sunglasses of little use in the mid-morning glare. He wanders aimlessly along the promenade, watching out for dog muck on the pavement and crazed seagulls in the air. Not many … Continue reading

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The Routine

As it gets dark, he inspects the heavily lined curtains both downstairs and upstairs, pulls them closed, checks and rechecks. The external window blinds are permanently down helping to seal out the outside. No outside must leak in, no inside … Continue reading

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Not a drop to drink

It’s no fun being Supreme Leader in these days of ever-blue skies and never-green landscapes. He tried to think back to when it had last rained. Was it before the last purge? Or the one before? What he did know … Continue reading

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Back on the ward

Long after the evening meal they wake me to measure my blood pressure and to shine a light into each of my eyes. Who knows what for. I don’t object. I’m in their care; they’re only doing what the doctors … Continue reading

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Yet another Santa story

Santa shivered in his recently redesigned uniform. No longer coca cola red. Now boring black emblazoned with G4S logos. G4S! He could still hardly believe it. He wrapped his ungloved hands around his polystyrene coffee cup hoping for additional warmth. … Continue reading

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Not in the Loop

“There’s no way I can accept it,” she said. “First of all, she steals my dad from my mom, and now, when he dies, she gets the house, the car, everything.” “That sounds bad,” I said, topping up her glass. … Continue reading

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Plenty of fish

“What about crimes of passion?” asked Susie Watkins, “What if a woman kills her husband in a fit of rage because he has once again slagged her off for burning the toast?” “God will forgive; it wouldn’t be a mortal … Continue reading

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The Russians are Coming

We’re a pretty close community. Most of us have lived in Acacia Crescent for decades, met each other at the school gates, the Woman’s Institute, our neighbourhood watch scheme, the Bosun’s Whistle. I guess we really bonded when the local … 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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The Lesser Gatsby

The Great Gatsby revisited. Continue reading

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