The Bicycle and the Sweet Shop

A good friend sent this to me some time ago.  A lovely couple paragraphs by Roald Dahl. “It was my first term and I was walking home alone across the village green after school when suddenly one [...]

Lucky Socks

In the hospital bed, I tried to recount the crash. Images ran like a film through my head but then suddenly cut as if moments key to putting the sequence together had been edited out. I replayed [...]

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