July 2nd, 2009 |
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Volume VIII: Lost and Found
A hot summer’s evening, Tuesday 30 June saw Babahog’s Cafe filled with eager , if a bit overheated, listeners ready to hear what Cornwall’s writing scene had to offer. Our focus this month was on discovering some fresh new Telltales talent to delight listeners and we came up trumps, with a tasty programme that included […]
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July 2nd, 2009 |
published in
Volume VIII: Lost and Found
When I woke this morning, the cats were confused. The meowed me towards the window, and there I saw it: Cornwall was covered in snow. I threw on my army boots, which were even more confused than the cats, and headed out for a walk. I used to think that heaven was white, soft, like […]
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July 2nd, 2009 |
published in
Volume VIII: Lost and Found
It was true. My worst fears were confirmed. My two eyebrows had conspired against me; made a treaty together which would have as cataclysmic consequences as the ill fated and, according to my GCSE text book, Adolph prompting treaty of Versailles. I dramatically ran my clammy fingers down the mirror, hoping, that the tiny sporadic […]
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