Trouble in the garden
With the trouble in the garden today, Bessy thanked Margaret for avoiding sending her out. I'm not sure any of us knew what said trouble was, but it wasn't worth risking getting involved.
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Bessy and me are at front
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Stan Johns' Fictional Blog
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Bessy and me are at front
People in my Blog
- Bessy - my dog
- Cookie - my nurse
- Felix - my friend on a bench with whom I drink tea
- George - my receptionist, aged 60-ish
- Margaret - my wife
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- Dressing abstract depictions of incessant enemies ...
- Swimming with wisdom in Alpine bus shelters
- Pruning thoughts around amplified caravans
- Turning mountains upside down with bleating sheep
- Unaware of cabbages returning with circular eyelids
- A brief sojourn
- Rotating complexity causing water to boil in a pin...
- Suffocating in congregations with little insight
- Feuding over coloured utensils
- Charging with misunderstanding into a feast of con...
- Understanding tea that floats on a Sunday morning
- Fossilised waste products of imagination
- Tunnelling through armoured thoughts
- Catching wisdom with moribund chest hair
- Observing transient reflections through shards of ...
- Trouble in the garden
- Knitting anxious dreams for extinct cakes
- Oil paintings and open wounds
- Influencing stones and tractors
- Waving hello to composed crocodiles
- Monks examining nests with integrity
- Spirilevation whilst fixing a washing machine
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Some other places Bessy and I like to go
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