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WILLIAM’S PROBLEM by Marion Twyman

William’s problem is that he is just too nice for his own good ! His struggles to maintain a quiet, uncomplicated life lead him into all kinds of dilemmas, and his current one is a good example. It all started … Continue reading

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TRAVELLERS REST. by Marion Twyman.

Ralph Runciman spotted the New Age Travellers first, as he walked his dog. He rang the other members of the Parish Council. ‘We must stop this invasion now’ he barked. The Parish Councillors and the village policeman, followed Ralph to … Continue reading

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FREEDOM by Ray Abinett

The word freedom can conjure up memories of disastrous happenings, sorrowful occasions or perhaps memories that remind you of situations that you hold dear but other parts of which you would rather forget. The last of these, without a doubt, … Continue reading

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THE PRIZE GIVING by Ray Abinett

       Percy Baxter looked into the large tent that had been erected on the church green. There were rows and rows of fruit and vegetables lined up on tables ready for the judges to pass their eyes over them and … Continue reading

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Battle Lines by John Lary

Warrant Officer Class 2 (Retired) Martin Chester received his police caution at the station. It was delivered by a grinning desk sergeant who all but slapped the elderly ex-soldier on the back as he did so. Collecting his pet greyhound, … Continue reading

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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

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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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