All posts by Bridgeen Gillespie

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The Library

Drive to the coast and beneath the mountain you’ll find a beautiful white sandy beach. You’ll know it’s the right one if you find caves to its eastern edge, and a railway tunnel that’s no longer in use. Look up from these rocks and you

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The Song of the Sentinel

  The blue glow is a good sign, synonymous with peacefulness and prosperity of a kind. We are allowed to rest under the blue light, but always there must be one who stays awake. An assigned sentinel whose sole purpose is to ensure the blue

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Secret Identity

We used to laugh and call her “Olga, the fat Russian girl”.  She had no eyebrows, no neck, a puffy face and frizzy hair like a bad perm. And what was with the donkey jacket? Definitely an immigrant from some where cold, and eastern European.

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Have you seen this?

The chances are you’ve walked right past one, you just haven’t noticed. I first spotted one back in 1995. It was in my own hometown, and I thought it was quite interesting. I was stunned that no one else seemed to know what I was

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Honestly

Honestly. I don’t know what happened! Apparently it was sometime after midnight at London Bridge station’s main concourse. You know they have a burger stand there? Well, it’s always busy late at night around the weekends. Friday night is by far the worst because the

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A tragedy of comedy

Putting it mildly from Thursday to Saturday the place was a bit of a dive; Comedy for the lowest common denominator followed by what could loosely be described as a disco. Full of middle aged divorcees who’d let themselves go, drunk on Alco pops desperately