Monthly Archives: August 2013

WHEN MARGARET AND WALTER WERE WED by Marion Twyman

The wedding bells were ringing The day had come at last And Walter waited nervously As the minutes slowly passed. Margaret waited for the car Advertisements

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A POEM by Marion Twyman

I read a book on demons As I rode the train today. I thought it might prepare me For the part I had to play. But I realised soon my time was up, My brain had let me down The … Continue reading

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MY FAVOURITE COLOUR by Marion Twyman.

I am an Anglo Saxon girl, Blonde hair, and eyes of blue, And although my locks have faded My eyes retain their hue. Blue makes me think of sunny skies And flowers growing wild These memories have been with me … Continue reading

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PRAWN TIKKA MASALA by Ray Abinett

Ranjit Singh had been brought up in Peshawar, close to the Khyber Pass. As he sat back in his chauffeur driven Rolls Royce he still couldn’t believe his luck since coming to England ten years ago. Since then he had … Continue reading

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The Prize Giving by David Soud

‘St Joseph’s Primary school good morning can I help?’ ‘Daniel South for Year Four assembly.’ There was a pause then the voice said ‘Just a moment please.’ The door was opened by the Head mistress Mrs Clarke. She gave me … Continue reading

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SHIPWRECK by Pat Jerome

Dark rocks protrude above the raging turmoil, Tearing the bottom out of the ship Wind howls thro’ the rigging.

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SERENITY by Pat Jerome

A dhow glides noiselessly across the blue lagoon, sails billowing gently in the following breeze, drawing an arrow wake behind it.

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