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Submitted to Contest #74
2 hours 34 minutes and 17 seconds... no big deal... On New Year’s Day 2009 I made a resolution to FINALLY learn to play Clair de Lune on the piano before the end of the year. It is now two and a half hours until 2010. And I am yet to master it. I know I know. A whole year to practice and I’m cramming in a bunch of practice in the last lap of 2009. Don’t judge me. I was busy. Well, sort of. It all started out so well. My late grandmother owned a piano that her father had given her when she was a child. She was an amazing pianist. She was one ...
Submitted to Contest #49
‘Oh, sorry!’ I awkwardly mouth to the old lady doing her knitting. I had just slapped my book down on the chair next to me for what must have been the fifth time since coming here. Usually I find murders and such quite interesting and gripping. In A&E? Not so much. The knowledge that everyone around you is undoubtably doing the elevator look on me; when you look someone top to bottom and then bottom to top, to try and decipher my so-called ailment. ‘Legs? No, they appear normal. Car crash? Nah too Holby City. Face messed up? Nope, two ey...
Submitted to Contest #1
‘With sparkles!’ My five-year-old little girl screamed from before flouncing off into her bedroom to join her Barbies in yet another EastEnders-style life story. As I sat there at the kitchen table, pages spewed out across it, all covered with scribbled down telephone numbers, slightly legible shopping lists and the occasional doodle, I started to question my sanity for the thousandth time regarding why I had chosen to plan a unicorn themed birthday party for my five year old. ‘Because she’s your daughter and you love her.’ I mumbled to...
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