8.30 Walter Flood checked his face in the mirror. It was the same face in the same mirror he’d looked at these past forty-nine years. He gave his head the
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comedy
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Millie Mead had an air of significant superiority about her. Sat before her was a woman of middle years, a tourist to the village of Fekenham Swarberry, who had ventured
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Dear Human Resources Manager: I am applying for the position of President of the United States. Please find attached my resume. I’ve seen this ad running for several months now
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Edwin was sitting on the edge of Bronwyn’s desk, explaining bell bottoms. ‘You see Bronwyn, bell bottoms were a radical identity label. They were associated with ‘the workers’ or
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a drum diva goes ballistic at the sight of an amateur taking her place on stage
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Outside a fine drizzle was coating plant, tree, grass and kerbside. Inside the Frog and Radiator, a fire burned warm and bright taking the chill out of the bone. The