Category Archives: Mostly Micro

Behind the Garden Shed

I knew a family of imps when I was a kid Lived behind the garden shed My folks never saw them Cos whenever they looked the imps promptly hid I’d talk to them often though they’d rather play Games vicious … Continue reading

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What Pegman Saw: A Score and a Half of Children

Izzy checked the address – such an English-looking cottage, with rambling roses over the porch; she knocked on the door. “Aunt Bessy?” Her voice trembled, shocked to see a woman whose iron-grey hair was crisp as a person of colour. … Continue reading

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CCC#62: He has his life…

He was apprenticed to a tailor, learned to cut a gentleman’s suit, learned to sew it and with his stitching to effect the gentle roll and fall of his collar. He learned to shape the latest fashions, though these he’d … Continue reading

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What Pegman Saw: Worth His Salt

Bronimir sat upon the table, not his usual place at all. He sat between a yeasty loaf that made his clay mouth drool and the smallest imaginable dish of salt. His family wanted something of him, and he knew what … Continue reading

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CCC#61: The Estimate

For the third time, Mr Davidson looked at the address he’d been given. Marine Parade. Not Marine Crescent or Drive. Marine Parade. He looked again at the items listed on the estimate: Remove rust Repair and replace defective metalwork Sealant … Continue reading

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The Lady’s Maid

Up before the family stirs, rooms to clean, beds to turn, slops to empty, floors to wipe, rugs to lift and outside shake, grates and irons to clean, fires to lay in hearths and stoves, doors to answer, gloves to … Continue reading

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CCC60: The Nithings

Nay, lad, now don’t you call out too loud, You’ll scare away the Nithings who live down by that drain. Aye, lad, you don’t want to scare the Nithings. But what are the Nithings? I hear you ask. Why, lad, … Continue reading

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What Pegman Saw: People of the Bear

My father’s grandfather died… when the bloody-handed red-garbed men from Rome thieved our gold. Those same red-garbed men set stone-on-stone within our valley. They bridged the rivers, built a road, and built a town. No seer needed to see where … Continue reading

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CCC59: St Stephen’s Ladder

Stephen stomped down the stairs. It was that day again. The day after Christmas. The day his extended family, replete with their over-gorged distended bellies, descended upon his parents’ place. Look at them, pigged out and vegged out, and expecting … Continue reading

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His Sister’s New Boyfriend

Robby sat back in his sister Lisa’s armchair and watched. He didn’t much rate Lisa’s new boyfriend. A bit fly, a trumpeter. Robby had already clocked the tree. “Where’d yer get that?” “I have contacts.” Hmm. Now he was doling … Continue reading

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