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I WISH I HAD SEEN by Marion Twyman

I wish I had seen the inside of the café before I went in. It was raining hard and very cold, and there was half an hour before my bus was due, so, seeing the word ‘CAFÉ’ on the condensation-fogged … Continue reading

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CHAIN REACTION by Marion Twyman.

I was beginning to dread the postman calling, there had been four of the letters over the past fortnight, and I was very, very frightened. They were all the same, a plain white envelope with a typed address label stuck … Continue reading

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HIGHLY CONFIDENTIAL by Marion Twyman

Another Monday morning at Dobsons Cardboard Ltd. Mr Mayberry, the Chief Accountant, ambled into his secretary, Sheila’s office. ‘Morning Sheila, – good weekend ? I’ve just seen Sir Norman in the lift, he’s just had a productive weekend golfing. Guess … Continue reading

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SPLINTERS FROM A PERSONAL LOG BY TOM PARR

CHAPTER 4 WHEN TESTOSTERONE RULED When I joined a youth club in 1945 that was held in the Methodist Church hall, I stepped slap bang into the middle of a silent cold war. The Reverend wanted to open the meetings … Continue reading

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SPLINTERS FROM A PERSONAL LOG BY THOMAS PARR

CHAPTER THREE MIND THE MINE! There’s a tree in the meadow, with a landmine lurking nearby. It shouldn’t have been there. It was the year of our Lord 1944, and Germany was still dropping assorted bombs on Britain, and parachuting … Continue reading

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SPLINTERS FROM A PERSONAL LOG Chapter Two

THE EARS HAVE IT by Thomas Parr When I returned to school after a spell in hospital the teacher looked at me in amazement. “Why on earth aren’t you dead?” she asked. Being only six years old at that time, … Continue reading

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SPLINTERS FROM A PERSONAL LOG Chapter One

FROM NOUGHT TO FIVE BESIDE A TAR PIT. By Thomas Parr Imagine a small cottage huddled in the shadow of a cement factory by the river. The cottage is twenty feet from the river and there is a ten foot … Continue reading

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Thomas Parr – author Profile

I started serious writing soon after leaving the Royal navy in 1962. My colourful description of a sailor’s life in the 1950s caught the attention of a publisher. Unfortunately he went bankrupt and sank without trace before a contract could … Continue reading

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Jay’s Journal Part Six

What Harriet had brought us was the latest edition of the Parish News. “I picked it up from the Church on the way here,” she said. “It hasn’t been circulated yet, so you are the first to know. Page 18.” … Continue reading

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Chapter 1 – West Silvertown By Philip Mansfield

It all began sometime during the twenty four hours that comprised the 7th March 1931. A son was born to Mrs Rosanna Mansfield wife of Mr Bertie Robert Mansfield. I was that little baby and I was born at home … Continue reading

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