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A Christmas Revelation Sarah Barry Egg Flip and Mince Pies The light from the big house glowed yellow in the distance. Every year ...

The Lady in the Sack Roger Noons A large glass of Mulled Wine ‘You what?’     ‘I’ve said you’ll be Father Christmas fo...

Godfrey Roger Noons A pint of mild      Godfrey was the grave digger for St. Luke’s. He was a big man; well that’s how he seem...

The Jazz Tramp Daniel Lamb Espresso The Jazz Tramp toots on his trumpet, high atop Juniper Hill.       His hunched fig...

Hollow Olivia Smith Whiskey sour Sitting in silence, I watch as the wax rises up and engulfs the flame. ‘Bloody candles.’  I go to...

Greek Tragedy Sarah Barry Ouzo My eyes smarted as dust kicked up from the worn tyres of the tour bus. The radiant heat joyfully pe...

A Splash of Summer in the Winter James Foreman Summer Fruits Cordial Schools out for summer.  Could it be a more perfect m...