Tag Archives: growing pains

January Small Stones # 17

School’s In The state school kids walk down the                            Independent school children slide hill their uniforms ‘customized’ to                   … Continue reading →

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A Frizz Eased Mixed Chick

Posted on December 12, 2011 by

My hair and I have had a tempestuous journey to meet happily in our middle age. Little gypsy G had a globe of soft frizz, a painful tangle that had to be teased out from its tips to my scalp, … Continue reading →

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Half An Inch Lower

Posted on November 29, 2011 by

I have a scar on my left eyebrow. I don’t think many people know it’s there, because it’s overshadowed by a mole. Even I forget, until it’s time to pluck my eyebrows and then unlike the right one, which hurts … Continue reading →

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My Photographic Journey

Posted on November 6, 2011 by

I had a disaster yesterday. At least what amounts to a disaster in my little world. I went out for the afternoon to try to get some decent photos to use for my course assessment and took two lenses. Now, … Continue reading →

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Learning to Swim

Posted on October 19, 2011 by

Julie Abbott had fallen in. The pool was packed with wet, white bodies like a bucket of angler’s maggots and she’d fallen, slithered on the bottom and choked on the piss-polluted water. Hands soon found her tummy and took advantage … Continue reading →

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Growing, somehow.

Posted on August 12, 2011 by

Growing, somehow. Crying, why? Depression.  The big saucer eyes red and lower eyelids exposed and vulnerable looking like raw meat, angry, red and sore. The skin on his face was prickly with grey stubble, dry unkempt and with traces of … Continue reading →

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