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Anna sat in the silent shade of an ornamental cherry tree. Her long, slender fingers holdinga fallen spray of what had been sweet pink flowers. A ..
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A COLLABORATION WITH KEN SIMM, an invitation i couldn't refuse.
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what an honour, thank you ..
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come fly with me in sweet-shop dreams
throw caution’s doubt into the wind,
laugh your face to pleasured lines,
come board my plain an' s..
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* to bin or not to bin... still sorting..
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STILL sorting and deleting... could be a lifelong job!
Is there anyone with time to spare, patience and an urge to advise. Think Scottish diaect ..
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Once served, Duncan walked through the open door into the only just clearer air outside the take-away. Almost immediately and not unexpectedly, he was..
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Music!
Duncan quickly walked towards the sound of a fiddle, it's bow dancing lively across its strings. He'd only to turn a corner from the ped..
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‘‘Hello, Robert’s told me so much about you, especiallyyour splendid party, He positively eulogised for a few minutes.. he, not bein..
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Margaret’s life as housekeeper was the most rewarding she’d ever experienced. Working for Letitia Ward-Ellis - who insisted on being calle..
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