If you are reading this on the day that it is published I am at the Author-signing event in Telford hoping to sell some of my books. 2,179 more words
Tags » Telford
1,055 more words
One of the spectators called out in an affectionate manner, “Farewell Tom”. The executioner lifted the cap which he had already drawn over Tom’s eyes who turned towards the place where the shout had come from and recognising the person in the crowd nodded to him.
When I was growing up I am sure I believed in some of the same things that the rest of you probably did. I believed that there was a big fat man who liked to dress in red every year and give toys away to lots of children all around the world. 3,409 more words