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  • Fire

    Fire

    In the cold light of day, last nights inferno seems like a small conflagration. But on inspecting the photographic evidence I collected this morning, it is clear that the blaze was of hellish proportions.

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  • Fire

    **Bang** What was that? Fireworks dear go back to sleep **Bang** Are you sure? No! So I got out of bed, put on my jeans and slippers and went into the lane-with-no-name. Flames, at least 10 foot high were licking the trees on the boundary of the Brierley Social Club and Mr Pritchards garden. Behind

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  • Long time

    **Ringing Phone** Man – Answering the phone Hello Generic company, Peter Blogs speaking how can I help? Person on the other end of the Phone – Hello Is that Peter Blogs?

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  • Holiday – Skegness (2008)

    Holiday – Skegness (2008)

    So I said to GtHD “This year, we will be exploring the Lincolnshire Coast”To which he replied “Oh you’ll have a great time. I went t’ Skegness at Easter”“What’s it like?” I asked, expectantly“Typical seaside resort” he replied “All that coast is great”“I’ve always imagined Skegness to be like Blackpool““Oh no it’s not as bad

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  • Special

    Do you have a special place? The kind of place you tend to keep to yourself? The place you don’t want ruining by hordes of tourists and other dirty people. How about that little special thing you like that not many have? Maybe it’s a biscuit or a cake or a drink or something. Does

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  • King Dong

    Yesterday’s entry about the trials and tribulations of sports and physical education during my tenure at secondary school reminded me of an amusing story. I can vouch for it’s authenticity because I was there and I remember it well because it helped take the heat off me for a few months (at least).

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  • Pedro

    When I was at school it was clear from about second year juniors (no idea what year that would be in new currency) that I had an aversion to sporting activities. There were only ever two sport options for boys: football or football. The girls at junior school were spoilt for choice with such crafts

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  • Neighbours

    Sometimes going outside of Gnomepants Manor is like running the gauntlet. A simple task, like mowing the lawn, popping the milk bottles out for the milkman, taking refuse out or a crafty smoke in the lane with no name can be fraught with obstacles.

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  • Curry

    Yesterday, all my spices seemed so far away. Now it looks as though they’re here to stay. At least now I’ve found a top traditional indian convenience store in Agbrigg in Wakefield. The shop might have been pokey but with HUGE bags of spices, rices and nices at stupidly low prices who am I to

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  • Realisation

    I realised something today. One of the main reasons why I have been “off track” of late is because I took my eyes off the prize. The prize being a fucking good degree and a spectacular “more than I could ever have dreamed of” career. Most of this has been down to silly self wallowing

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