Tag Archives: life

Bleak

Rochelle hosts a 100 word flash fiction competition each week.  Come and have a go! https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/ Classy joint! A wonderful view of the car-park from the balcony, sports pitches beyond, suburbia behind that. It’s raining cats and dogs at three … Continue reading

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Datum

Rochelle sets us a one hundred word flash fiction challenge, prompted by a photo, every week.  Come and have a go, if you think you’re bard enough. https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/ You can never know what it means to be me. We inhabit … Continue reading

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Power At Any Price?

The leadership contest has the Labour Party navel gazing again. It seems to me, the questions posed are much the same now as they were forty-odd years ago, when I first started watching. Should you do what is right, or … Continue reading

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Peace in Dijon

Rochelle sets us a one hundred word flash fiction challenge, prompted by a photo, every week.  Come and have a go, if you think you’re bard enough. https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/ Such an exquisite setting! People bustle about their daily business but I … Continue reading

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Birthday Cake

My pulchritudinous wife made this beauty for my colleagues and I, to mark the occasion of my fifty-sixth birthday, yesterday. How lovely is she?

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Really Want?

The Inkwell’s Half-hour Challenge theme for March is “Narcissism”. I recognised Karen’s car as soon as I turned the corner of the playground. I confess my feelings were mixed, confused even, at the prospect of meeting her again. There was … Continue reading

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Beards

I’m not a fan, possibly because mine is such a grey, scrawny, under the chin affair. But I wonder, are they just something to play with in polite company?

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