Where it began
Tuesday, 26 January 2016
Tick-Tock
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Jimmy looked in the mirror and adjusted his tie; he didn’t recognise the wrinkle...
Wednesday, 20 January 2016
Love Letters
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I was home with my parents about ten days ago. Unfortunately due to work, I hadn't been able to spend Christmas with them, so I was ea...
Saturday, 16 January 2016
Landing Lights
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To walk a lover’s beach, but leave single footprints in the sand. I gaze upon the starry sky, and reach up a searching hand. a...
Thursday, 14 January 2016
Going Under
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“As I count backwards from ten, you'll become completely relaxed. Ten, nine, eight, your body feels incredibly heavy. Seven, six, fiv...
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Sunday, 3 January 2016
The Man Who Would Be King
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Some men are born with a destiny, and I was born to be king. It’s a position dreamed of my some and envied by most. If only they knew ho...
Friday, 1 January 2016
No Small Talk, Just Big Talk.
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I don't know if any of you follow the Postsecret blog, I have to say, I love it. Random people, sharing their secrets with the world, ...
Sunday, 20 December 2015
Crash, Bang, Wallop.
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It was a miserable night, in all aspects of the word. Peter staggered across the ro...
Monday, 30 November 2015
All Aboard, Father Tom
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There are always little jobs that need to be done around the church, even when things are quiet. Father Tom had been doing battle with a ...
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