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Deck The Halls With Friends And Family . . .

Sunday 18 December 2016 Some time ago, probably about this time last year or the year before, I wrote about how I love Christmas time, and as you can see by the title of this post, I’m likely to head … Continue reading

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Ice Cold Baby . . .

Monday 20 June 2016 It’s funny, isn’t it, when you start thinking about the stuff you believed in or wanted when you were younger? When you wonder what the hell you were thinking when you thought something was a particularly … Continue reading

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Who Are You Wearing?

Wednesday 25 May 2016 When red carpet season comes around, there are critics around the world who are glued to their TV screens, or set up on the very same red carpet ready to pounce, and criticise, and belittle, or … Continue reading

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Parker, My Parker

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Tuesday 23 – Thursday 25 February 2016 Two weeks. Two very long weeks. Two very long, quite empty weeks. That’s how long it’s been since I saw my smoochy poochy, my furbaby, my beautiful lil ol’ lady, my Miss Parker. … Continue reading

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Bullseye – Part 2

Monday 30 November – Thursday 3 December 2015 No matter what city he was in, whenever he had needed to think, Ryan Smoker always found a big, old library to get lost in. The best he could find since moving … Continue reading

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Bullseye – Part 1

Thursday 26 – Friday 27 November 2015 Wads of money covered the bench top, each roll carefully secured with two elastic bands. The open ledger at the end of the bench detailed thousands of dollars worth of transactions across the … Continue reading

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A Box Full Of Stars – Part 9

Monday 19 October 2015 Houses held ghosts. That was something that Lonnie knew as fact. His maternal grandmother had spoken those words to him when he was a boy, and he’d never understood it, not really, until Sally died. Now, … Continue reading

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