Category Archives: Denise Leppard

HABITAT By Denise Leppard

She turned her head away from the computer screen and half closed her eyes.  Dammit, the man had done it again. She had read the story three times, and every time she felt that tingling sense of awareness that told … Continue reading

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Mrs. WILLOUGHBY’S WASHING By Denise Leppard

Gordon had become quite obsessed by the contents of his new neighbour’s washing line. He had been quietly delighted when the widowed Mrs. Willoughby moved next door. A well padded Amazon of a woman, rounded in all the right places, … Continue reading

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OVERHEARD BY DENISE LEPPARD

Hello, love. Sorry I took so long to answer. The train’s absolutely packed solid and I had trouble getting my mobile out of my pocket. ..…. Hello? That is you, Merissa? Your voice sounds peculiar .. What?

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IN MEMORY of Elke 1999-2007 By Denise Leppard

There you are my darling Bright eyes sparkling, coat a shining Ears alert and tongue lolling Ready and waiting Tip toe treading, focussed, panting, Nose all scenting ears all pricking Ready to go. No slow walking but a fast trot … Continue reading

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FOR SALE AND WANTED By Denise Leppard

Her advertisement came out in the mid week edition of the local newspaper, far sooner than Joyce had expected. ‘But still, everything’s computerised these days,” she said to the cat, who was sitting washing his face on the Georgian sideboard. … Continue reading

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PRESENTING A BOUQUET TO THE QUEEN 1955 By Denise Leppard

It started with my mother telling me she and I were going to a party to be held at the oil refinery, just down the road. This was interesting but something of a distraction from the many things that normally … Continue reading

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FEATHERS A ghost story By Denise Leppard

Adam and Zoe should have been idyllically happy when they moved onto Goose Farm. But he soon realised that whereas he felt at home in the Old Dairy from the moment they moved in, it was soon evident she was … Continue reading

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