Tag Archives: Victorian

The Stone ~ Jane Dougherty #writephoto

Posted on March 2, 2020 by

For Sue Vincent’s #writephoto challenge. Gothic again. He thought he had got rid of the unsightly obstruction, hadn’t thought about the stone once since the house was built. He had had far too much on his mind since then to … Continue reading →

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Walking around Oxford ~ Mike Biles at A Bit About Britain

Posted on February 16, 2020 by

Reblogged from A Bit About Britain: I’m not easily given to hyperbole; I’ve told you that a million times. But it is genuinely hard to think of a British town that can be quite so achingly beautiful as Oxford. Perhaps … Continue reading →

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Guest author: Robbie Cheadle ~ Climbing boys

Posted on June 24, 2019 by

About climbing boys During the 1700s and 1800s, mainly male children often performed an occupation known as a climbing boy or chimney sweep. Many of the climbing boys were orphans, and in Great Britain many came from workhouses, and some … Continue reading →

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A Dorset Weekend With The Silent Eye – Part 2 ~ Helen Jones

Posted on August 29, 2018 by

Reblogged from Journey to Ambeth… Helen Jones continues the story of her experience with the Silent Eye in Dorset: Still officially on a blog break, I swear. But there is more to tell about my trip to Dorset, so here … Continue reading →

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Generations… #flash fiction

Posted on May 28, 2018 by

The slow ticking of the clock on the mantelpiece and the crackle of the fire were the only sound in the little parlour. Her tears were silent, red as heart’s blood with the reflected flame. “I don’t think you’re allowed … Continue reading →

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Woodland – Hayley R. Hardman#writephoto

Posted on January 27, 2018 by

I watched the rain and the sun through the oak tree’s branches and leaves. There was going to be a rainbow somewhere but I didn’t care to look for it. Wiping the tears from my face, I wonder how this … Continue reading →

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