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Flight

“Don’t eat me yet.” A late autumn fox looked at the Yorkshire pudding with a new interest. Was she surprised that the pudding could talk? (Only recently, she herself had been dead and stuffed, but that’s another story….) As some … Continue reading

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The Biscuit Tin Baby

You could hear my heart beating among the bourbons and my head touched the top of the lid, where I’d made little wrinkles in the metal from moving around. The strange thing was that people knew I was there, and … Continue reading

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The Small Blue Monster

Once there was a small blue monster. 

No… wait.. I’ll start again. 

In the beginning, there was nothing – well, only an inky darkness of night.  Continue reading

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