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Camomile, caramels and a camel - and it all started at the bottle bank.

A monologue. The old-fashioned narrator is trying to get to grips with text messaging.

Former maths teacher Sally's life is on a downward spiral through drink and a seedy lifestyle. On her way home following an unpleasant night spent with new male friend Vic, Sally is despondent But, hope springs anew after an encounter with a group of schoolchildren .

A short story about friends falling out, narrated by AI.

A fond recollection of those early days of punk rock, and the way the new craze gripped (and alarmed) the nation. But also how I, and many others, carried the punk ethos into later life, long after Bill Grundy's very public career suicide.

A grim tale on the horror of war, repeated. Lyrics (Do you know what Mephistopheles said to Faustus when he asked him where Hell was? Why, this is Hell. Nor am I out of it) Tom was born in Stepney in 1895 An age of great advancement, what a time to be alive It seemed like every week Brought something new, fresh and exciting There were cinemas and motor cars And this new electric lighting Tom be...

Somewhat longer than two minutes, this sad tale was the first piece of flash fiction I'd written.

A 'tale of the unexpected', if I've kept the ending hidden.