Author Archives: Sandra

About Sandra

I used to cruise the French waterways with my husband four or five months a year, and wrote fiction and poetry. Now I live on the beautiful Dorset coast, enjoying the luxury of being able to have a cat, cultivating an extensive garden and getting involved in the community. I still write fiction, but only when the spirit moves me - which isn't as often as before. I love animals, F1 motor racing, French bread and my husband, though not necessarily in that order.

Photo Favourites 2019 – 1st Quarter

I miss the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge and since it was discontinued I think I’ve probably tended to take less photographs.  However, here’s the best of what I did capture from the early part of the year.  Our new conservatory … Continue reading

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The Night Bus – Friday Fictioneers, December 2019

  There are more of us tonight; we sit quietly, shoulder to shoulder. Behind us, at a safe distance, we see the headlights of the first unmarked paddy-wagon.  This is for the redeemables. The others are for the others. Gratifyingly, … Continue reading

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Overthrow at the Temple – Friday Fictioneers, November 2019

  Someone will have found them by now. The Senior Librarian, I filed her behind Crime Fiction.  She’ll probably recover, given time, but she doesn’t have that much time before retirement. The younger one… meh.   She’s folded neatly into the space … Continue reading

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Inertia – Friday Fictioneers, November 2019

She doesn’t know why she’s on this train. But she’s wondering whether the same inertia that’s smothered her over the years now keeps her rooted in her seat. Stations loom, pause momentarily, and recede in the distance.  The compulsion to … Continue reading

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The Coat of Many Heartbreaks – Friday Fictioneers, October 2019

Even as he left, she set about patching up the hole he’d left in her life. Firm, neat stitches, and soon you could scarcely tell he’d been there at all. Inevitably, more repairs became necessary in time, some simply requiring … Continue reading

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Dining Out – Friday Fictioneers, October 2019

There’s gaiety on the streets tonight, but I’ve had my fill of that. Earlier I trailed a couple to the park, and dined on love, lightly seasoned with lust.  Or was it the other way round?  My taste buds are … Continue reading

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The Full Picture – Friday Fictioneers, October 2019

I didn’t know who those people were. I’d hovered between the accumulating piles – charity shop, memorabilia, rubbish, before dropping the photos in the middle pile. I’d go through them later. And now they’re on the table, between me and … Continue reading

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Unforgiven – Friday Fictioneers, October 2019.

  We pass each other on the playing-field most mornings. I pretend it isn’t you; you pretend it isn’t me. For different reasons, we’d both rather forget the past.  Me because of the pain, the fear, the isolation, the brink … Continue reading

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The Ambassador – Friday Fictioneers, September 2019

  I was despatched to bring him home – a spiritless task rankling even more than the unconvincingly louche nonchalance of his newly-acquired Gallic associates. Did they try harder to detain him, I wondered.  Or were some seeking to extend … Continue reading

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Collateral Damage – Friday Fictioneers, September 2019

Instinctively, I moved it beyond his reach. It wouldn’t stop him trying, but for the moment it was safe. As he grew, I shifted it higher, observing that others took similar precautions with cherished possessions, seemingly intuiting the potential for … Continue reading

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