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Story 1 – The Baker’s Wife

The church of St Mary’s at Clymping is a small church, nearing eight hundred years of age. It sits serenely, surrounded by a small graveyard. It looks somewhat incongruous compared to its next door neighbour, the red walls and high fences of Ford Open Prison. The unexpected nature of their neighbours had never bothered ReverendContinue reading “Story 1 – The Baker’s Wife”

Hello

Welcome to the start of my (hopefully) year long experiment. Over the last few years I have found myself writing less and less. There are a number of reasons for this, but a lack of something definite to focus on has been a major one. A number of years ago I had a small projectContinue reading “Hello”

Story 0 – Pale Lady

She was standing under the old bridge that I always passed on my way home. Built sometime in the late nineteenth century, the newer road and rail bridges just a couple of hundred yards down the way had rendered it obsolete. Disused and uncared for it had rapidly fallen into decline, now most of theContinue reading “Story 0 – Pale Lady”