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Book Review: Donna Tartt ~ The Little Friend (2002)

This is the third Deep South novel I’ve read in the last few months and probably the best. S A Cosby’s Blacktop Wasteland, was a terrific read but this one hits literary heights. The storyline is based on the impact … Continue reading

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Authors are born not made

A little girl was staying with her grandparents, who worshipped the ground she walked on. Her grand-dad was surprised to see her pounding away on the laptop with intense concentration. “What are you doing, my little treasure?” “Writing a novel.” … Continue reading

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A child’s keen sense of humour

The boss wondered why one of employees was absent but hadn’t phoned in sick. He phoned his home and a child answered. ‘Is your daddy home?’ ‘ Small voice whispered, ‘Yes, but he’s out in the garden ‘ May I … Continue reading

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A Victoria Wood Joke

Everything was wonderful until some little bastard at school told my son that chips were vegetables. Chris

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Saggy Pants

Like the pants that sag round my ankles of life Whilst the rest of the world crawled on When the symphony of strife cries shame I see, that my time has gone. I was special and once loved life In … Continue reading

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Immortal: Family Life

Horror! Immortal in a mortal world Immune to ageing and living with Wives and children, decaying, growing old And their father and husband? Ah! And our grand- children grow old Grow old too fast for me. They are repulsed. My … Continue reading

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Paedophile

Laughing, cheering and running like mad The children are pursuing the man. And the paedophile runs. Without pausing for breath the children Are gaining on the man. And the paedophile runs. Watching him fall the children circle him, jeering Holding … Continue reading

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