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Lessons from Brontosaurus

“This is a brontosaurus,” said Miss Collinson. “Now, who can tell me what this is?” Jasmin stuck her hand up. This was easy. “Yes, Jasmin?” “That’s a tyrannosaurus, Miss.” “That’s right, Jasmin. They’re both di-no-saurs.” Miss Collinson pronounced the word

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Cold Freedom

You want to know why I was waving a knife around in that shop? It’s a fair question, constable, so I’ll give you a fair answer. It was because there wouldn’t be no kids in a booze shop. They might’ve

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A Kentishman in Spain

“It’s a right scorcher, today is,” said Jonty. “I know,” said Maggie. “I can’t do anything. I can’t even think straight.” “Should’ve stayed at home,” said Jonty. “What? You’ve been moaning about rain and cold all winter,” said Margaret. “That’s

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Billboard in the Desert

It was the mirage that led him to the town. He knew what it was. He’d have died weeks ago if he hadn’t known how to distinguish the desert’s illusions from its reality. But it was as good a direction

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Byron Close

Carys was watching Peppa Pig with Jamie when they kicked the door down. Adrenaline took over. She didn’t remember leaping to her feet, she didn’t remember scooping Jamie into her arms but she was already dashing for the stairs when

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House Share

The morning after our housewarming party, Caroline was in an exuberant mood. “I know! Let’s go on a picnic!” “Not so loud,” groaned Ron from the sofa. He’d been on that sofa when I went to bed at two in

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Tyburn Tree

Dark, late, rain. Bad combination. If Emilia hadn’t been dwelling on the combination as she dashed across Hyde Park, she wouldn’t have turned left instead of right at the Marble Arch exit. But her feet ached from shoes that weren’t

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The Unexpected

“Something a tad unexpected happened to me on the way to the office,” I said. “Unexpected?” Sandra’s eyes were wide. “Your sleeve’s hanging off your suit, your toes are poking out of your shoe and you’re meeting the clients in

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London Rain

Jim was lost. That’s a problem with London suburbs: there’s so much of them that no matter how well you think you know your way around, it only takes one wrong turn and you stumble into one of the gaps

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Loose Tie

I remember his loose tie. His words washed over me, around me, through me while I focused on that tie. The knot had slipped down, revealing the top button of his shirt. I couldn’t listen to what he was saying.

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