Category Archives: Life’s too Short

Jes, Graffiti Kid

I’m bored. Nothing ever happens in this crummy town; even the beach is a snooze, full of old people in cardigans shuffling along the front looking for cheap tearooms. They shout and wave their walking sticks at you if you … Continue reading

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Hands-on

Reach out to others young and old Offer friendship from the cold Connecting skin with a human touch a precious move that means so much That muscles sense a warm response and strengthens feelings right at once confirms the need … Continue reading

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When happy, paint the Iris…

  The days grow longer with pale shafts of light lifting the grey mood. The morning skies are rinsed with early promise and heralded by sparrow-chattered trees. Snowdrops modestly bow their heads to the welcome dawn and the chilled birds … Continue reading

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‘You can’t beat Rock and Roll’

“I’ve told him a hundred times now, he can’t expect me to stay home all the time just looking after him. It’s been seven years now since mum died and I’m not getting any younger. I know at first he … Continue reading

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Gone

We always welcomed you loving your wit and style Though not always here we missed you even then and when you made us smile with humorous words so dry You often made us laugh with that twinkle in your eye … Continue reading

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Up-cycling ?

The mirror showed, in starkest terms, a sagging jaw-line and a furrowed field of wrinkles which stretched (or folded) across the entire landscape of her face and neck. “Who the hell is that?” she screeched at the glass. “It’s you, … Continue reading

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The Ferry

            The Ferry Late train and rain and cows on the line detain us. The ferry’s missed and so we sit waiting for the replacement bus. Forget the estimated times of leaving just doubts about … Continue reading

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Holding on

It was a late autumn evening. Dark, damp, heavy-coat weather, but strangely changeable. The day had been unusually mild though, even sunny that afternoon. The train was packed, people stood crushed together – each trying to preserve their individual personal … Continue reading

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Vendetta

Ella stood in the foyer of the swimming pool checking the sky for rain. It looked ominous but with the promise of blue patches in the leaden cloud cover, so she headed for the door. Reaching for the handle something … Continue reading

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Damage

In Littleton Village Hall there’s a subdued hubbub in the tiny side room where a dozen young girls wait excitedly for their interview. Among the faded and out of date posters and flyers on the notice-board, we see a “Call … Continue reading

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