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She gave up. Her ghostly shadow, flickered faint in May. Vanished under a political storm. The downpour of tears was coming. She held them back as a goat would to it’s lame herd. God’s sheep will sing to the glory of a God, while Mrs May cried in the prevailing fog. Principled, intransigent, flawed. What … Continue reading


I once met a troll at the end of my road. Short, stout and scabby. This troll was nasty. Vicious, unkind and uncouth. He lived among rubbish, beer cans in his hand. He threw them in the road and laughed at the same time. This troll was a man of little consideration. His major strength … Continue reading