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By Alan Cadman   a shot of JD I’ve only been invited because Shirley died recently and I’m a relative. The contents of my will m...

By Alan Cadman strawberry milkshake Forty years had passed since Bill first ran along that seaside promenade. As he neared a tax...

Alan Cadman Sparkling spring water   ‘I hope you’re not one of those vegetarians, Rob.’             ‘I didn’t say I was....

Alan Cadman   Water As Ray approached the water cooler, he heard two colleagues chatting. ‘Have you seen Ray? I need his help.’ ...

Alan Cadman   A bottle of Coca-Cola with a paper straw I loosen my collar; I’m going to be late. The city is heaving with lunchti...

By Alan Cadman   a jar of porter On Woking Common an eager crowd is baying for blood. Sovereigns are being exchanged in a flurry b...

Alan Cadman   Strong Black Coffee It only happens when it’s dark. I can sense they are out there, but never hear them. This p...

Alan Cadman   A sip of red wine How long will it be, I wonder, before Jingle Bells is regarded as a carol? Only the other d...

Alan Cadman   a celebratory glass of champagne I’d never heard of the credit crunch. It reminds me of a proverb about a fool ...

Alan Cadman   JD and Coke Henry usually hated the white stuff, bad for business, but not if it fell on Christmas Eve. Last...

                                                                                                         Alan Cadman   a cup of...

Alan Cadman Double Brandy Charlie pushed his empty supermarket trolley to line up with all the others. He blew on his hands an...

Alan Cadman   A glass of sherry I still cling to precious memories of that magical time when I was a little girl. On Ch...

George’s Independence Day   Alan Cadman   instant coffee from a vending machine   George sensed everyone was watch...

Advent Day Seven December 07 Alan Cadman A Christmas Card 1914 A glass of cloudy lemonade Dear Uncle Freddie, Please exc...

100 Worder Alan Cadman Dead Quiet A mug of hot sweet tea He stepped out of the car unimpressed. ‘What’s that awful smell?’...

100 Worder Alan Cadman Me and My Girl A quick glass of Pinot Grigio ‘Do I look old fashioned?’ Robert said.             ‘No...

100 Worder Alan Cadman Well Chosen Words A calming Manhattan Cocktail Damn and blast, that’s all I said. Just three sm...

DECEMBER 8 2013: CREATION Alan Cadman Ménage à Trois A satisfying cup of Earl Grey; no milk or sugar I am intrigued about w...

100 Worder Alan Cadman Panic A Double Scotch … as quick as you can! I feel alone and scared. Nothing comes out when I open ...