The Lower Strangling Chronicles It was a pleasant Sunday morning in October, and the congregation of St Gerald the Damned packed the church. Of course, they usually packed St Gerald, as most of the residents of Lower Strangling were Christian and it was popular with people living nearby, but today was different, as today aContinue reading “Simon Abernathy and the Baptism From Hell”
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Spectres on the Downs
The Oxford Set “Some trip to the beach this turned out to be,” Scarlett Jones thought to herself as she surveyed the Bristol Channel from the top of Brean Down, the hood of her anorak trying as best it could to shield her from the deluge above. As per usual, her husband Dylan had saunteredContinue reading “Spectres on the Downs”
Beneath the Blooms: A Head Gardener’s Consultation
Baseless Society (pretentious title from Chat GPT) It was only a couple of days before October, but it was still a strangely hot day. Geoffrey Johnson battled through the heat as he relieved a border of an infestation of dandelions. He wasn’t in his happiest moods. Partly because someone had viciously felled his favourite treeContinue reading “Beneath the Blooms: A Head Gardener’s Consultation”
The Film Reel In the Attic
The Lower Strangling Chronicles Despite already having a clear-out in February, which turned out to be quite a traumatic experience, the Rev. Simon Abernathy decided to once again sift through the attic at the vicarage, just to make sure it was as clean as it might be. As the Vicar had already cleared out theContinue reading “The Film Reel In the Attic”
An Unexpected Encounter
The Oxford Set Dylan Jones and his team of avid treasure hunters were heading towards Petra in Jordan, hoping to find the Holy Grail. The sun was scorching. “Apparently it’s as hot as this in England currently.” Dylan said. “I know. What has the world come to?” One of Dylan’s colleagues said. After a while,Continue reading “An Unexpected Encounter”
Pages of Reminiscence
Baseless Society- with help from Chat GPT. (Written by me) It was an unusually hot day for September, and enormous crowds of people flocked to the historic city of Cambridge for the Literary Festival there. Sally Davies and her husband William Darcy were nervous walking through their old university city after more than a decade.Continue reading “Pages of Reminiscence”
All Rise For Her Majesty’s Funeral
The Lower Strangling Chronicles His Majesty King Charles III assigned the day of the funeral of his mother, Her Majesty, the Queen, a Bank Holiday, and so everyone in Lower Strangling could stay at home and watch the momentous occasion. They gathered around the TV in the Hangman’s Noose, equipment with glasses of Champagne toContinue reading “All Rise For Her Majesty’s Funeral”
The Centurion on the Bridge
The Oxford Set It was a sunny, late August day in the quaint Wiltshire village of Brambleton, and St Joseph the Immaculate, the local church, was packed. Dylan and Scarlett Jones were in the congregation. They visited the village occasionally from their home in nearby Bath to see Dylan’s uncle, Henry. Dylan’s uncle was aContinue reading “The Centurion on the Bridge”
Shadows of Sand
Baseless Society- with help from ChatGPT. (The idea, I wrote it myself) The sky turned orange as Chris Johnson, his wife Sophie, and his dad Geoffrey watched it at Bitterfront Sound beach, listening to the waves. “It’s nice to be on a sandy beach, isn’t it, Soph?” Chris said. “I honestly have no idea whyContinue reading “Shadows of Sand”
The Figure in the Yew Garden
The Oxford Set Michael and Victoria Jones originally wanted to celebrate the joint 26th birthday party of their children, Ben, Dylan, and Evelyn Jones, with a BBQ in the garden. However, the gloomy weather outside put a stop to that, so they had a meal inside instead. “When are you off to Petra again, dear?”Continue reading “The Figure in the Yew Garden”
The Robinsonverse 