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Pocket Notebook… Peters Bros… Shoe Repairs… San Francisco… 1922

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The Shriving of Miss Esme Stamp…

Episode 93… A revival of thoughts… For some days now Charles had pondered over Barney’s telephone call days earlier, and Barney’s words, or rather those of Rebecca. “We must all look to the north wind” it was very puzzling, what … Continue reading

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A deleted scene from ‘The Shriving…’

Posted on 17/12/2008 by Patrick Esme sat within the glow of the coals, their red heat penetrated the pores of her skin and warmed the white of her bones. She stared long and hard into the glass of whisky as if it were … Continue reading

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Pocket Notebook…

I think we all remember with great affection those warm summer days and evenings, when we would sit and talk and laugh with dear friends and loved ones… And we can perhaps look forward to those days once more…

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Pocket Notebook… A Little Rest Time… For Adrian Callaghan…

It’s Adrian’s dedicated hard work that keeps my website up and running…. Thanks Aige (SEE IMAGE)

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Author’s Note…

From Amazon.co.uk Stretching across seven discs, and bringing together the entirety of its second season, this DVD collection of Invaders brings a welcome opportunity to check out a supreme slice of television science fiction from the 1960s. Considering that four … Continue reading

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The Shriving of Miss Esme Stamp…

Episode 49… Face to Face ‘You have followed me. That’s good.’ He smiled perhaps a little weakly, then stood up and looked at her directly. ‘I thought you were in London. Why are you here and how did you get … Continue reading

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The Shriving of Miss Esme Stamp…

Episode 21…The Promoter ‘Your husband is a jealous man, it seems’. Herbert Marks leaned back on his dry creaking chair and behind a worn desk of greasy cups and plates. ‘Bin meaning to clear this lot away’ he said, ‘Ere … Continue reading

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