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Eric Valois hadn’t seen or heard from the man in over a month. Truth was he’d felt uneasy about selling one of his young truffle pigs to someone he didn’t know, but the man’s enthusiasm and confidence had helped to put Eric’s mind at ease – as did the price he received. Approaching the mist-covered […]

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Got to be honest and say that I totally missed the first season of ITV’s seaside detective drama, Broadchurch, when it first aired. Instead it took a seven hour flight back from a holiday in Dubai for me to finally catch up. Unfortunately, as our plane was only 15 minutes from touching down in Glasgow, […]

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Hillfield was an innocent, forgotten place before the hailstorm – before the barking began. It was Manny Harding’s snarling collies who cornered me in the park. Emptiness, where once docile brown eyes looked out lovingly upon anyone who stopped to stroke their black and white fur. Miss Mulberry’s Pekinese , a spiteful, feted beast who’d […]

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A couple of nights ago I read a passage within the pages of Margaret George’s superb ‘The Autobiography of Henry VIII’ which stopped me in my tracks. Not long after the death of Catherine Howard, a conversation is taking place between an aging Henry and an ambassador sent forth from the Court of King James […]

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Hey, guess what? Instead of our usual Saturday evenings watching telly or farting around on the computer, we actually went out. Where did we go I hear you ask? Well, as the title of this blog piece, and the accompanying picture, heavily hint, we went to see The Australian Pink Floyd Show at Glasgow’s SSE […]

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Polished cars adorned  the sloping driveways – from the outside it seemed like a good neighbourhood. Our first call of the day, was to the last house in the street. His lips were blue; his torn jeans soiled. A cloudy, blood-filled syringe still dangled from an arm riddled with the signatures of self-harm. As we […]

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Mrs Sherwood joined the travelling handyman, and his young dog, out on the back porch, tear stains still fresh on her cheek. ‘You look sad, Mrs,’ said Bob, taking a short swig of his whisky before offering the bottle to Mrs Sherwood. ‘Don’t you ever get sad, Bob?’ said Mrs Sherwood, politely refusing his offer. ‘I do, […]

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Lady Katherine Bryan sat by the fireside, preparing yet another of her abhorrent, steaming brews. ‘Back to your bed, young master,’ she ordered. For a stubborn moment I lingered by the window, defying her chastening stare. From the snow-covered gardens below the shouts and laughter of my younger siblings pulled at my heart. It was […]

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An icy wind whistled through the broken, abandoned buildings that formed, the once prosperous, St. Logan’s Cement Works. Three floors up, we huddled desperately for warmth in the corner of a derelict staff room. Droplets of oily condensation fell from the leaking roof, hissing against the single, glowing orange bar of our fire. Ellie-May could […]

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By Mike Small Victory is sweet. We need to complete the nailing process but basically Fracking is Dead in Scotland and it represents a huge victory for all of us in protection of our communities and our environment. Where does this leave Ineo and their 729 sq miles of fracking exploration licences? Hopefully in an…

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Trembling fingers clamped tightly onto my mother’s soaking sleeve. If she too was afraid she never let it show. Instead, with each of my screams she simply pulled me that little bit closer. In the bow, my father and sister huddled together, shielding us from the worst of the spray. The stomach spinning dips and […]

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Two lonely stars glistened in the black, wintry sky shrouding Baltimore. Through a top floor window, watching eyes narrowed as the red-haired woman from the coffee shop paused to light a cigarette. The dining-room fire crackled – the watcher’s thoughts swiftly returned to the evening ahead. The Dean of Psychology didn’t respond to just any old dinner […]

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The pungent, sticky  downtown air tasted of hard-fried onions. Busy, stressed faces brushed by. One or two grumbled and scowled as Evie paused to read the flashing signs. Everyone was going somewhere in a hurry, if you weren’t, you were just in the way. Evie had replayed her mother’s pleading words a hundred times over, […]

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I waited patiently, veiled in frosty shadow, as Mary’s man set out for the mines.  My heart drummed, nervous hands perspired; the only sound, the faintest whisper of snowflakes falling onto the cobblestones. She glanced towards the shadows; the door left ajar. These 42 words, answering the question, ‘What time is it?‘ form my entry […]

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Where once blood dripped into the sands, and betwixt the very cracks of the arena wall, a silent shadow now witnesses naught but weeds and moss. Where once honourable men, and many less so, fought to a noble death, small birds flit innocently across the warm, drifting  sands of dawn. Underneath a climbing sun the shadow […]

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