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Stamping my wet boots on the rough matt, I unbuttoned my coat and confronted the cacophony that filled the supermarket. By the entrance an over-enthusiastic teacher was waving her arms around like a crazed conductor in the direction of a small group of bemused children as they mumbled carols. One of them was clutching a bucket handle in their tiny, gloved hands for passers-by to drop money into. Mentally I wished them good luck. The teachers fervent smile looked as frozen as the children did. Around me, cash registers beeped and other shoppe...
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(Mention of death) It surprised me when I reached halfway up the trunk of the tree. I hadn’t climbed it for over three decades and although I was often tempted, I never did. I’m a grown-up now and grown-ups don’t climb trees. It had stood at the end of the garden for as long as I could remember in my family home. One of my earliest memories was of watching my brother climb the tree and tease me because I was too small to reach the branches. But here I am now, over twenty feet up enjoying the peace. To my left, is the house I was born in, in ...
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(mention of crime, illness and death) There is a presumption that vampires are aloof, solitary creatures creeping alone in the moonlight permanently on the lookout for prey, like an alley cat, but that’s not the case. For example, it’s been almost seventy years since I was someone else’s prey and not a day goes by that I don’t take time to chat with a stranger. Maybe offer some kind words to someone in an emergency room, or just shoot the breeze in a coffee house or put the world to right over a beer without the need to pounce on their neck...
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