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Outsized #shortstory

‘Gee. Look at the colour of that.’ Betty had her hands on her hips. ‘Opalescent, I think it’s called.’ Pat stood a few feet back, studying the map. ‘Milky green. Like some radioactive mistake.’ Betty turned and glared at Dot. … Continue reading

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My Kinda Town – part two

Sometimes I felt like Hodge. Stalking Fleet Street, in the shoes of a clever man (or in my case the clever men and women I worked with). Today I want to tell you about Fleet Street, but this is not … Continue reading

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