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Time Bleed…

* … “Stratford Strange Day!” “I don’t know what you mean?” “Well, the first thing was our conversation before we’d even properly decided we were going to Stratford…” “Which one?” “Statues!” “Oh, that one. It didn’t strike me as particularly … Continue reading

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Wen’s World…

* …The weather is being unkind again. There are other reasons this time, however, for our sense of anticipation for the first of the Glastonbury talks being perhaps less enthusiastic than it might be. The intrusion of Christmas left little … Continue reading

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‘Thy Will’… Stuart France

* When, ‘me and mine’ And never, ‘thine’ Is the mantra. Then Nature, shall be… Unkind. Count Jack Black Reblogged from Stuart France

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Writing the blurb?

The book was done, all that remained was to get it up on Amazon and write the blurb. It is not an easy task to encapsulate a story in a few words, hoping to capture the interest of potential readers, … Continue reading

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Perfect symbols

       “Not necessarily these days, what do think it means?”       “It’s the observer and the observed. They’re the observer. We’re the observed”       “Don’t be absurd.”       I motion out of the roof window where three Red Kites are … Continue reading

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Dreaming Stones: Drawing in the threads…

I turned the car down a narrow lane to greet Long Meg and her Daughters.  Leaving Kirkoswald church, we had taken the route we have travelled so often towards Penrith. We had driven up and down this road, backwards and … Continue reading

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Dreaming Stones: Filling the cup…

We pushed open the door to St Oswald’s church. It is still with a feeling of anticipation that we cross the threshold of these ancient places of worship. Churches that look incredible from outside have sometimes been so unsympathetically restored … Continue reading

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Lands of Exile: But ‘n’ Ben

Lands of Exile: But ‘n’ Ben Stuart France & Sue Vincent   For once, Don was right… it was all Wen’s fault. If only Ben had not insisted in going back for the gun… Don and Wen should hand themselves … Continue reading

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Dreaming Stones: A room with a view…

We might have been able to find a room in Stornoway, had we looked, but it had never entered our heads when we were there to pump up the tyre. After spending the previous night sleeping in the car, and … Continue reading

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Dreaming Stones: Third time lucky…

The light was changing. Not that it had been doing anything else all day… the light in the Western Isles is amazing… but it was, by this time, almost eight thirty and we were rather expecting the light to fade … Continue reading

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