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The last thing I’d expected was to be run over by an Austin Allegro. That’s the trouble with time travel; you forget things were different i...

When debating whether to send a mob after the werewolf, we realise there is a reason for our predicament. No one particularly useful has bee...

  by Bee Baumann rum and coke   ‘Make sure after you mop that you buff the floor, before morning.’ Mrs. Williams’s Junior Crowne’s dir...

  by T.C. Anderson   a rum and coke on the rocks   The expanse of blues and greens and oranges lay before me beyond the window, a ...