Monthly Archives: March 2019

Icarus of Marylebone Road

You want to know about Nigel? Well, I’ll tell you what I can. I sat next to him in the office, but I guess you’re asking me because you already know that. It didn’t make me his best mate. It

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Olympian

They’d told Damian he should rest. Fat chance. It was when he caught himself trying to remember the last time he’d rested for a full day that he knew he couldn’t sit in his dad’s armchair for a moment longer.

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Mismailed

Hi Fred, I am writing to respond to your email that put an end to my life. Maybe you genuinely meant to send it to Naomi, but you didn’t. Instead of sending it to my wife, you sent it to

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Forgiveness Afloat

The ferry was almost empty so Alison found a seat where she had several rows to herself. She tweeted that Ryde was even duller than usual today and set to liking her way through her friend’s feeds while she waited

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The best cigarette of her day

The best moment of her day was the first draw on the first cigarette in her favourite seat with a full cocktail glass on her favourite table. She closed her eyes to savour it. She blew out the smoke slowly,

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