Tag Archives: Stream Of Conscious

SoCS Aug. 19/17 – Pant

He was like a small puppy. Panting, fussing, paying attention to everything that happened. He ran this way and that, getting and fetching. Did she have enough? All she wanted? Could he do more? Could he? Could he? To make … Continue reading

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SoCS July 29/17 – limb

“Paddy, you haven’t a leg to stand on,” she said, “you were seen there, identified as the one there is no point denying it.” I stood and listened wondering what I could say that might get me out of this … Continue reading

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SoCS July 15/17 – ‘book title’

I have recently been reading: The Book of the Unnamed Midwife – Meg Elison I don’t remember the names of the midwives who attended the birth of any of my children. I remember the names of the Drs simply because … Continue reading

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SoCS July 8/17 – “ick”

It was all icky sticky yucky and on top of that a mess. Another recipe, another cooking expedition gone south and me left with egg on my face. My son had asked for a ‘Red Velvet Cake’ for his birthday. … Continue reading

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SoCS June 17/17 – sign

It was a sign of the times in a signpost moment when many thought he should have signed off. But there was no sign of him giving up, in or otherwise and so as he looked at the signposts in … Continue reading

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SoCS June 10/17 – admit

This week’s prompt – “admit” My neighbour knocked at my back door, and I sensed an urgency in the manner of his knocking. There he stood, tears running down his checks and his hands trembling. My reaction was to bring … Continue reading

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SoCS May 27/17 – smell

This week the word to explore is “smell”. Was that you? Was what me? That smell. No, it wasn’t and I resent the implication that every smell you detect has to be me. Well, it usually is. It is not. … Continue reading

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