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badger11

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    Blueberries

    True Tink. Truth be told I use the microwave, and have been known to burn a pan on a cooker, and my blueberry harvest was less than ten berries! all the best badge
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    The Box

    Sad to read this Tink. Take care my friend. badge
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    Blueberries

    Granddad made a creamy porridge. We liked the way it bubbled, plopped - how the flames tickled round the pan. He picked berries from allotments. 'Little blue planets,' he said. 'See how they leak and sag'. He stirred in a spoonful of honey. Mum buys frozen. Leaves the berries overnight in tupperware to 'breathe.' Our microwave heats the porridge in two minutes. It hums like bees. She did pot a blueberry bush, gathered a teaspoon of fruit. It died in Christmas frost.
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    "Whatzit"

    Liked this one YS. Particularly S1 because of the humour. Became a bit violent in places, which was a pity. cheers badge
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    Backache

    Thanks Tink!
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    At The Launderette

    Thanks YS. Pleased you could relate! cheers badge
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    Cross Words

    Thanks YS. I only attempt the easy ones! cheers badge
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    Counting The Cracks

    Thanks YS. Yes the form you suggest could be an option. cheers badge
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    Backache

    revision I hear the buzz of bluebottles bebop their frenzy round the bloom of overflowing bins. You press your thumb along my vertebrae, unknot inventive anagrams beneath the skin. Charts on a wall map your intent. You hold my head and twist the neck, that crack aligns the spine. A saxophone plays on my wanton bones. You knead. I ache. I hear the jazz of bluebottles. original I hear the buzz of bluebottles bebop their frenzy round a braid of overflowing bins. You thumb your blues along my vertebrae, unknot inventive anagrams beneath the skin. You hold my head and twist the neck, that crack aligns the spine. A saxophone plays on. You map my back. You knead. I ache. I hear the jazz of bluebottles.
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    At The Launderette

    Thanks Tony. I'm struggling with this one. I'll probably cut the concluding line and end on 'sin', remove the conjunction from L5; L11 is not right either. No, the revising has not finished! cheers Phil
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    Recusant and Militant Thistles

    Cheers Tony. Amazing that In the C21 food banks are needed in Western Democracies!
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    Cliff Face

    Thanks Tony. I've changed and to but. Pleased you enjoyed the ending. cheers phil
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    Recusant and Militant Thistles

    Thanks Tink.
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    Trey

    The helplessness of an animal, that not understanding and total dependence, tugs on the heart.
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    Held

    Entertaining evocation of the hovering pen.I presume that is a typo in L3.
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