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8th Aug, 2013

Art Class

Listening to Fain address the class...


I turn my head, mouth drops open. "You're the bloke from newsagent's. You enrolling now?"


"It started last week."

"I felt crap then."

"George uses that easel."

"Not here, is he?"

"Was last week."

"Doesn't bloody matter, does it?"

Outside, break-time.

"So, Emma," drawing on a cigarette."Attractive you, likely have boyfriend."

"Haven't. Not looking either."

"Too much trouble, aren't they?"

"Suppose so."

"Ive got a daughter at your age, whom I haven't seen since a baby."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"Me and all. l wonder if she looks like you."

7th Aug, 2013

Inside Coffeehouse Metrogate

"You, mystery,' says Ryland.

"Mistaken identity."

"From Doncaster?"


"You never lived in Doncaster?"

"Not until now."

"Can't put my finger on it."

"Do you recognize my name: Emma Taylor?"

"No." "Why you move here?"

"Job. Unemployed for a year. Grimsby is dead."

"Do you have any relatives here?"

"I have no family no relatives in existence that I know of."

"What about your parents?"

Shaking my head, "No longer alive. I don't wish to talk about it."

"You've had a tough time."

"It still is."

"If you want someone to talk to, I'd be willing to listen."

"I appreciate that."

Metrogate first day in job

Bulky bags in hands, wandering deep inside pitch black underground depot.


I turn around: glaring light.

"You're in forbidden zone, what are you doing here?" asks security officer.

"Taking out rubbish sir, but I'm lost."

Lowers torch, "Aren't you the girl from the park?"


"Uniform? Didn't know you worked in Metrogate."

"I'm new. Assistant in Kath's Coffee."

"A coincidence!" "I still believe I know you from somewhere." His analytical marine eyes observing me. "Lets get to know each other over a coffee, after we dealt with the rubbish."

Walking together, "By the way I'm Ryland."

"And, I"m Emma."

1st Aug, 2013

In the Park

Watching ripples in pond as I brood my own grief, I hear a cry.

A boy is lost and tears stream down his face. Wishing to help, I take his hand. Together we search through the park, inside the Avery, around the toilet block. Wandering into the playground...

"There you are Michael, where the hell have you been?" yells the stranger.

Boy runs to his father and older brother.

Stranger thanks me for helping his son. He stops in mid sentence, "Don't I recognize you?"

"I don't think so."

"But I do know you"

"You're mistakening me for someone else."

31st Jul, 2013

No Life Drawing

"Painting flesh naked men?"

"That is life drawing, Ryland, as advertised in brochure."

He stared at me.

I stared back at him. "W-what??"

"Pick another course!"

"But I want this."

"And place yourself in a compromising situation? No way i'm allowing you!'

"You're such a control freak."

"I'm protecting you, is that a thankless task?"

"I'm a full grown adult!" argued Emma.

"Here we go again," he sighed.

"Woman used to be able to drive and travel the world."

"And that was before the genetic disaster and the dwindled female population, Emma. That course is risky and you know it."

16th Jan, 2012

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Don't know where to go from here. I know I have to move forward, move on.

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3rd Jan, 2012

sharing differently

We are all together still, just in a different way. Like being different sides of a hologram sharing the same space. We are still together, always will. Therefore I am not alone, I am never alone. We are the way we are, unique souls. We are a family, always will be. Therefore we can still do activties together, like going for a walk, visiting places, special events. I will always stay open minded and be on a look out for any signs from you and Doggy. I love you both. I am part of you.

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17th Dec, 2011

Doggy gone to spirit world

A day with Jill in spirit world. A quiet flat. A difficult time one way or the other for Vicky and I.. I know we must go on. I feel sad. Yet happy knowing Jill is no longer suffering.

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19th Nov, 2011


Funny. Come to Pearson Park, which has lots of meaning. Then I think of Emma at Sandall Park were she dwells on the death of her parents and remembers been taken to Peoples park in Grimsby. The pond, the trees, families, icecream, benches, the weather. A peaceful setting. Today its my turn. Its 19th of November 2011, also 10 years anniversary of someone else who passed away. Peculiar day. I know I need to write. There is something about my daydreams-strories, the way it has appeared to reflect. I am in a culture shock with reality. I need to be stronger and figure to control money and be more practical. Just need inner strength.

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6th Nov, 2011

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A cb radio and a mast outside of what was a council house. A council estate in rotherham. Hunt family. Ryland's cousin's house, Terry Hunt who married barbra? Terry has three kids Jessica, Craig and Karl. Jessica is a single parent to a son Adam. Jason worked as a steel worker and terry too.

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