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In which I prove my unreadiness to be a mother, amongst other things.

Frankly, Recently, I tried to explain to a group of friends that using a whistle and treat system to train a just-learnt-to-crawl six month old child not to pull things off the bookshelf, was entirely reasonable. I mean, it seems … Continue reading

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Esther Jenkins’ Heart

…Esther Jenkins liked to tell lies. All kinds of lies; small white lies, sly half-truths, cheerful daydreams, and enormous technicolour monstrosities of invention. It didn’t matter to Esther whether she was inventing social commitments in order to decline an invitation … Continue reading

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The Peace

  Marcus stood in the half light of sunrise, his coat clutched tightly about his thin body. He suppressed a shiver as the early autumn breeze stirred the almost naked branches of the surrounding trees and, sent flaming orange leaves … Continue reading

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