Saturday, 4 May 2013
the birdscarer
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Like David I found my weapons on the battlefield, repelling the invaders of our golden hoard. They swarmed, and clamouring, massed for t...
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Friday, 12 April 2013
[North 3] the princess visits the kitchen
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There was an open door just past the cabinet. She darted into the room and took a deep breath. On the table just in front of her was a plat...
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Monday, 18 March 2013
cwic/alive
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Fierlen aesces forbyrnath bremels byrst bearn blithe Distant ash trees burn brambles bristle glad child Horrendous anglo-saxon gramm...
Tuesday, 12 February 2013
winter
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It was winter. Your eyes were closed each time I came. I'd sit and talk not knowing if you heard. It felt like the same things...
outsider
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Sea-bound, land-locked, ringed by high cathedral wall. Journey's end and pilgrims' rest: Saint Andrew's bones make travellers...
the archaeological rag
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(with apologies to Cole Porter) Times have changed and we've often rewound the clock since historians got a shock when Belzoni smas...
childhood
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Once summers stretched long and hot. Beaches became deserts. Woods were wild, dangerous places. We sat barefoot on branches. Trees ...
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