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Lily's Writing Life
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Monday
As I entered Professor Althorp’s home the reek of pipe tobacco took me back to my childhood. My grandfather was also a professor, a...
Jan 20, 2023


The 27
She was going back to a place she'd hoped she would never see again. Her imprisonment lasted five years. Every woman who protested about...
Jan 19, 2023


The condition
Stan Brown was found wandering in the streets as a two-year-old child. He was taken in and raised by the Browns as one of their own. In...
Jan 17, 2023


Strathmore House
Betty loved her childhood home on Ancona Street. The property was built as a home for the Earl of Strathmore. His earldom had come by...
Jan 14, 2023


The Kingdom of Juanville
More and more people were refusing to obey the laws of the land. Of course, knowing what they were might have helped that. King Juan was...
Jan 13, 2023


The legend of Brinkley well.
There was a legend about the well in the garden. Mrs Storey, aptly named as she always had one, told me in the Post Office queue. ‘You...
Jan 12, 2023


Competitive spirit
She had to find the necklace, before Leon. The race was on. The reward for this scavenger hunt was £5000, small fry to some folks but...
Jan 11, 2023


A Touch of Drama
The pink glove lay on the ground, almost covered. It caught my attention, not being what you would expect to see on an average Saturday...
Jan 9, 2023


Writer's block
She sat in the chair, staring into space. I tried the usual methods. I couldn’t reach her with my voice or waving my hands in front of...
Jan 8, 2023


The fragility of trust
The attack was over in seconds. The wounds would take years to heal. I shouldn’t have fought back but regardless the physical wounds are,...
Jan 7, 2023
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