I was too young to remember the day my Granddad past away but the night my Gran died, the swans came.
I don’t mean that she had anything to do with them, it was just that I noticed them that night.
Author: gwencron
Week 243 – Greasy Pies, A Bloody Birdie And Hiding Tom Of Finland’s Toys.
Well here we are at Week 243.
I was watching The World Athletic Championships on Sunday.
Qatar doesn’t do spectator sport very well. The final of the Woman’s 100 meters was a brilliant race and it did your heart proud to watch the athletes perform to the best of their abilities. What didn’t make me happy was watching the winners do a lap of honour for around 27 people. At one point there were more people on the track than were watching. This was a travesty.
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Behind Closed Doors by Hugh Cron
‘It’s been many a year since we had a day like today! It was a lovely wedding. You looked beautiful. It was an absolute pleasure dancing with you.
Week 242 – Russ Abbott, An Extreme Kapelophile And United Kingdom Is A Contradiction Of Terms
And following on from Week 241, here we are at Week 242.
That number is a palindrome.
That’s not very interesting but it makes you wonder why palindrome is spelt that way.
Week 241 – Ladybird, Bundy And Diane’s Fire Accelerant For Perfect Smurf Colourisation.
If you are reading this and know anyone who is wanting to submit, please pass this on:
WE DON’T ACCEPT CHILDREN’S STORIES.
Week 240 – Tulip, Superpain And A Saturday Special.
Well here we are at Week 240.
It’s been a bit weird this week as Diane went missing. She was in internet limbo. I think this was all to do with her dancing under a pole in The Bermuda Triangle.
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Week 239 – Cat’s Insistence, Hero Worshipping And Inventive Funding.
The weeks are fair flying by, it won’t be long until we’re all fossils with only a few printed pages of our stories to remind the world that we had been here.
As you can read, I’m in a happier mood than normal as I write Week 239!
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Week 238 – Writing From The Nasty, Writing With My Buddies And ‘You’re Going To Put That Where?’
Here we are at Week 238.
Yet again, the number is as interesting as listening to a conversation about moisturising. And before anyone thinks I’m being sexist, I’m not. Not being gender specific is an even sadder state of affairs.
Week 237 – Empty Shops, Eternal Drinking And Three Big Baws For Your Granny
Another week has rolled into the distance and here we are at Week 237.
My home town has now over 150 empty shops, that is very sad.
Off the top of my head, I can think of at least twenty pubs that aren’t here anymore and that is even sadder.
I miss all the pubs and one shop. ‘Drawrite’, was a stationers.
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Week 236 – A Gang You Don’t Want To Be A Leader Of, A Stephen Lynch Song And Non-Specific Perving.
Well here we are at Week 236.
This is one of my favourite weeks as it is ‘Bonnie Baby’ competition week in my local press. Please don’t think that I’ve been influenced by the duet of Gadd and Harris’s ‘Two Little Boys I Love You Love’.
I like to study all those angelic faces and try to work out which ones will become serial killers and which ones will leave their elderly parents in a puddle of urine?
literally stories 