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April 15, 2020

This Dread Disease

In the end, though, it had to come to this, despite the precautions everyone regarded as necessary. Self-isolation, quarantine of the infected, extra hygienic routines and antiseptic hand washes and wipes. But still the disease got through our defences. It is always the case that it only takes one case of infection to contaminate severals
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Published on April 15, 2020 02:36

April 8, 2020

Good News In Rural Affairs

Some good news in rural affairs, for once. At long last it seems that the Forestry Commission of Great Britain has decided that it is going to reintroduce breeding pairs of banjos back into the wild in some specially selected forests and woodland areas. It has been many years, maybe a century or more, sinces
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Published on April 08, 2020 02:43

April 6, 2020

Juggling Balls: Episode 20

https://www.davidhadleyauthor.co.uk/book/juggling-balls/Go to Episode 1   Chapter 17   Good, youre back. Did he explain it all to you? No he. He couldnt. The police were there and well you see. There had been some kind of explosion apparently. I see. I see. Lisa glanced up at Martin. You are lucky, in a way, not knowings
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Published on April 06, 2020 02:48

April 1, 2020

Well, Actually Not Very Much in Particular

Spamblock Damsongoat is now best known throughout the world as a leading proponent of well, actually not very much in particular. With the ever-increasing amount of TV channels, websites, podcasts, e-books and other forms of media outlets, it is becoming increasingly apparent that the world is running out of people who know stuff. The worlds
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Published on April 01, 2020 02:52

March 30, 2020

Juggling Balls: Episode 19

https://www.davidhadleyauthor.co.uk/book/juggling-balls/Go to Episode 1   Chapter 16   The woman from the bench came up to him. Sir, are you all right, sir? Mandy? Martin saw it was Mandy. She was wearing a wig and dark glasses. Martin could just make out the edges of the leather outfit shed been almost wearing earlier, under thes
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Published on March 30, 2020 02:50

March 25, 2020

Transgressions Of The Social Norms

There are times when disciplinary measures do have to be taken against certain denizens of Little Frigging who have in some way transgressed the social Norms, or who have not behaved in the fully upstanding way one would expect of ones friends and acquaintances. Now, for serious transgressions of the law we s
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Published on March 25, 2020 03:45

March 23, 2020

Juggling Balls: Episode 18

https://www.davidhadleyauthor.co.uk/book/juggling-balls/Go to Episode 1   Chapter 15   Martin stood on the street outside the University. He looked left and then right as the cars sped past. The street looked just the same as it had the day before. He could just see the house: Sams house, his house, the place where he lived. Thes
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Published on March 23, 2020 03:46

March 18, 2020

The Special Cupboard

But, obviously not that one. It is best putting that one back in the special cupboard until at least your inner thigh stops throbbing so much and there is something slightly less engaging for her to watch on the TV. After all, it is the sort of thing that needs each participants full attention ifs
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Published on March 18, 2020 03:43

March 16, 2020

Juggling Balls: Episode 17

https://www.davidhadleyauthor.co.uk/book/juggling-balls/Go to Episode 1   Chapter 14   Professor Stewart? No. Well, who? Chief Inspector Lever. And you are? Bloody confused. I beg your pardon? Im confused. Martin glanced around the room. It looked like a typical academic office, or rather what he would expect a typical academic office to look like: namelys
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Published on March 16, 2020 03:36

March 11, 2020

The Prisoner

It was only another day. There was nothing special about it. Mornings happened to Carla, often by surprise. She lay her head down on the pillow at night. Then without any warning, it was morning again. She had dreams, of course. Deep involved dreams that took her to lands and places she had never knowns
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Published on March 11, 2020 03:51