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Lost by Gerry Webber

On February 14, 2016 By Gerry Webber
Lost The summer of seventy six was hot. It was fearsome. The road that ran past our farm – well, it wasn’t our farm then – had been surfaced inexpertly with tarmac just a few months earlier, a symbol of modernisation. Now it was melting in the heat of the afternoon, sticky beneath my feet [...]
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So long, farewell by Gerry Webber

On August 29, 2015 By Gerry Webber
So long, farewell Throughout the spring and early summer, Friedrich rose early each morning and climbed the crag behind his farmhouse to tend the herd. Today was no exception, apart from one thing. This was the first time he had ever seen a nun running towards him over the brow of the hill. Her arms [...]
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The Big Bar – L (Glasgow 1973) by Catriona Windle

On June 14, 2015 By Gerry Webber
The Big Bar – L (Glasgow 1973) Sometimes we would go and stay at my Granny and Grandpa’s house, just me and my little brother. Grandpa was a prison officer at Barlinnie Prison and they lived in a prison house right next to the wall. The wall was as wide as a pavement and the [...]
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New Year by Pat

On May 24, 2015 By Gerry Webber
New Year Sammy showed his mother his school socks. The heel was at his instep. His mother hmmmed and asked him to put his shoes on. They suddenly looked alright. “Wear them until people can see that they´re too small and then we´ll get you some new ones”. Sammy had grown to be a shade [...]
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Little Punks by Catriona Windle

On February 3, 2015 By Gerry Webber
  They come through her letter box every day at three o’clock, they are very punctual. They start off small then get larger as they approach her. They are mean and nasty and she sits in terror as they dance in front of her calling her foul names. They nip and kick her but are [...]
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Morals by Gerry Webber

On July 4, 2014 By djmac
Irene was shocked to discover after thirty two years of marriage, much of which had on balance been broadly tolerable, that her husband, Jack, had been having an affair. She was furious to have found out about it from her bridge partner, Nina, the most accomplished gossip in the village, whose love of cards and [...]
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Custard Creams

On May 24, 2014 By djmac
“Hi Percy, how are you?” – “Like this” he said, palms upwards. “And how is this?” – “Oh so so, any chance of a biscuit?” His wife had asked the doctor to admit him because she couldn’t manage his obsessive eating any longer. Despite guzzling all day he had taken to getting up through the [...]
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Resonant Frequency by Gerry Webber

On May 4, 2014 By djmac
From: Mhackett@virgin.co.ukSent: 15 August 2013 00:12To: JBneuro@gmail.comSubject: HelloDear Dr Bernhardt – Jeff, if I may!It was great to meet you last week on the plane. Wow! Your ideas really blew me away. I never realised there was so much resonance in the natural world until you explained neuroacoustics to me. Since getting home, I have found some [...]
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Patterns by Pat

On April 26, 2014 By djmac
The second law of thermodynamics states that the universe is tending towards a state of unbridled atrophy and yet, all around me, I see order being imposed. New streets with their traffic-controlled vehicles, two coloured malls, boxy factories, flower beds in X arrangements with pink paths bisecting them, litter bins at regular intervals, the new [...]
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Out of the darkness, into the light: seven stories in fifty words by Spiderboy

On April 1, 2014 By djmac
Seven tales of the unexpected will intrigue, surprise and tickle you. Not necessarily with a feather.
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Journeys by Irene Brown

On March 30, 2014 By djmac
They made their way down the gritty, stoury stairs, past chained up bikes with rusted locks, the hippy rug hanging over the bannister and the old electric fire and plywood cabinet with its peeling veneer that had sat in the stair well for months...
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