Monthly Archives: July 2017

GLEN MORISS CASTLE By Brian Thompson

My name is John Hamilton, my father often said to me that I was related to a Scottishfamily of Hamilton’s that goes back three generations, but I have never bothered to look into it. Both of my parents sadly died during … Continue reading

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PUT YOURSELF IN MY SHOES By John Wilkin

David and I were going through her stuff. It was a month after my mother’s funeral and he had called me up to organise it -clearing her house . I had been dreading it . “Sue are you ready to … Continue reading

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A SNAPSHOT FROM A FAMILY’S HISTORY by Ray Abinett

The weather forecast was correct. Christmas 1946 was going to be a white one. Eight years old Peter Madden was standing at the window in his grandparent’s farmhouse and staring out at the large snowflakes falling and covering the farmyard … Continue reading

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CAUGHT IN THE ACT by Ray Abinett

Christmas was only two weeks away and Bert Roberts and Freddy Fisk were sitting in their Van in a dark country lane waiting to steal some turkeys. Bert turned to Freddy who was studying his mobile phone, and said, ‘Is … Continue reading

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A CHRISTMAS STORY by Ray Abinett

The snow had been falling all night and had covered the Paddington canal footpath up to six inches deep in some places. Christmas was in two days time and I was on my way to get a gift for my … Continue reading

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THE GHOST WRITER By Ray Abinett

Louis got out of his small service van, picked up his bag from the back and walked up the gravel path to the large imposing house set on Upton Heath. Louis was an expert on repairing washing machines, spin dryers, … Continue reading

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NEW YEARS EVE By Ray Abinett

Shirley and her friend Linda met up in their local coffee shop to discuss what they wanted to do on New Years Eve. ‘Shirl shall we do our usual and go to the town hall dance? We had such a … Continue reading

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