Monthly Archives: June 2013

THE HOLE by Marion Twyman

At first I thought it was a shadow, but as I got nearer, I realised it was a hole. Quite a big hole too, as holes come, about the size of a washing up bowl. It hadn’t been there a … Continue reading

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GREAT EXPECTATIONS by Marion Twyman

Harold grunted and woke with a start as Dorothy nudged him and shouted excitedly. “Harold, Harold, we’ve done it, they’ve just read out the lottery numbers and they’re ours ! We’ve used our birthday numbers ever since day one and … Continue reading

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GAP YEAR by Marion Twyman

When my son James received the devastating news that, despite gaining A grades in his A-Levels, his third application for a university place had been refused, he decided to take a gap year rather than end up with what he … Continue reading

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There was a choice right or left by David Soud

‘There was a choice, turn left or right’. Might as well be up or down he mumbled gloomily. I don’t’ know where I am but I’m damn sure either path will get me further from where I want to go.

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Spotless by David Soud

‘I like everything to be spotless’, she told me as we went into the kitchen. ‘So do I ‘, ‘that’s why I’m so pleased you’re here.’ She looked round enquiringly. ’Best we start in the kitchen, I’ll need time to … Continue reading

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The missing bride by David Soud

I was driving from Aylesford on a Saturday afternoon in June many years ago. To save time I took the shepherds road from the bridge that took me the back way to Bluebell Hill. As I drove up the small … Continue reading

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I bought it at a car boot sale by David Soud

‘I bought it at a car boot sale, for a fiver.’ ‘A car boot sale, I don’t believe it. An original Karen Millen for five pounds?’ ‘Truly I did. There was some lingerie as well for a pound. This woman … Continue reading

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THE BROWN PAPER PARCEL by Ray Abinett

As a child I used to love staying with my Grandparents. They lived in a small, rural village in Gloucestershire called Netherend, close to the small town of Lydney. On one of these visits, when I was 10 years old, … Continue reading

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THE HOUSE AT WELL END by Tom Parr

A thick Persian carpet covered the bloodstains, and a weighty oak desk pinned the carpet in place. Susie knew nothing of this as she sat down in the sunlit room and prepared her laptop; ready to take dictation from the … Continue reading

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THE BOX IN THE DARK by Tom Parr

Have you ever started the day all bright and chirpy, and then been told something that really knocks you for six? It happened to me, on what started off as a routine Thursday morning. I was happy. My one-man-and-a-boy painting … Continue reading

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