Tag: Writing
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MAKING A MARK

‘It seems they broke in and found themselves indisposed.’ ‘Indisposed?’ ‘The toilet, Sir.’ ‘And this is the best chance we have?’ ‘Yes, Sir. No fingerprints, no footprints, no strands of hair. A professional job.’ ‘Except they forgot to flush, eh? Not brought up right.’ ‘No, Sir. We’ve extracted three pieces of loo roll. One is…
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GUARDED OPTIMISM

They emerged from their shelters. Some more guarded than others. The younger ones, of course, were more exuberant. They shook hands, hugged and kissed and breathed in the fresh air. I squinted into the light and adjusted my facemask with my gloved hands. We had been told it was safe to come back above ground.…
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A FEW TECHNOLOGICAL ISSUES

Last week had gone so well. Seeing all the regular faces, some on grainy webcams, some in the synagogue. It felt good to preach again. Now, the loudspeaker wouldn’t switch on, he’d forgotten the login for his Zoom account and the wi-fi kept dropping out. ‘I think I’ve found your problem.’ Ben got up from…
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SELF DISCOVERY
‘You are not special. You’re not a beautiful and unique snowflake. You’re the same decaying organic matter as everything else. We’re all part of the same compost heap. We’re the all singing, all dancing crap of the world.’ ‘So that’s a no then?’ ‘You’re damn right that’s a no.’ I had only asked for a…
