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This is from a two page story I’ve just submitted to a competition in The Observer. It’s called ‘Flight’. I’ll put the rest up soon.
I will try to post on here once a week, on Fridays. The SS Hound appreciates your continuing interest.
oh dear
aarrrgh! i can’t update my blog because my internet at home is up the creek. the man from virgin media said that something has collapsed underground. he’s looking into it. please check back in a week or two.
I was on my way to work
I was on my way to work.
I had some time to kill and decided to get off the tube one stop early so I could go and nose round some second-hand shops.
But I was really engrossed in the book I was reading and forgot to get off the train.
So instead of shopping I ended up in a cafe near my work, where I ordered an (overpriced) orange juice.
I read for half an hour.
As I was getting up to go, I realised that the cafe and the author of the book had the same name.


What can this mean?
thanks GW




