Tag Archives: 3WW

I could definitely like that cutie

“Hey!” A short-haired blonde with freckles and a turned-up nose had come to a stop to let her Labrador or whatever that big black thing was take a dump at my entrance. “Yes?” “Better clean that up!” A mischievous nod … Continue reading

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Out harrowing

I’d been out harrowing since early morning and was happy to see Maisie walking up, carrying a basket. A break was most welcome. I parked the tractor at the edge of the field and climbed down. “Am I happy to … Continue reading

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Nostalgia

Life was so resonant in the Obituary Age at Mount Placid… – James Steerforth (© 2015) Three words – obituary, placid, resonant – from 3WW integrated in a piece of nostalgia that is as fake as nostalgia usually is and … Continue reading

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Scathing prediction

“You want to become a photographer of nudes? – With your makeshift equipment and lackadaisical attitude you’ll never get anywhere, I can promise you that.” Said my uncle Said to me when I was sixteen but already more than sure … Continue reading

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Having only one shirt with me would pose a problem

There I was among high-powered officials, in Paris no less, and with a three-day program of meetings, gatherings, ceremonies and what not! This evening included listening to Charles de Gaulle’s piano recordings we were to absorb from oblong recording media … Continue reading

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When shall we three meet again?

When shall we three meet again? (William Shakespeare, Macbeth) Said Fatal: “Never!” Said Glimmer: “There’s always a glimmer of hope!” Said Impartial: “Whom can we get to vote on this?” – James Steerforth (© 2015) Written around fatal, glimmer and … Continue reading

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And still bouncing …

Marie-Claire found the bouncing of Monsieur La Clampe on the elastic deeply amusing. The most satisfactory part of it was that it looked like there would be no end to it – the amplitude of the up-and-down movement did not … Continue reading

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