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The logic of placing the alarm clock as far from the bed as possible now eluded him, its incessant insistence was soon silenced by a well-aimed book. Rick Faberge swung his legs out of bed and in a short while followed them. He stumbled to the kitchen, clicked on the coffee maker, dumped two slices of bread into the toaster and hearing a noise at the front door, went and picked up the newly delivered newspaper, as he walked back to the kitchen, he noticed the headline……………..

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Roger W Povey Comment by Roger W Povey on January 27, 2009 at 1:13am
remarked to himself how many really bad habits he had. He made his way to Ritchie's Molten Lava Emporium, as he entered the store he was confronted by...
Lynda Cookson Comment by Lynda Cookson on January 26, 2009 at 6:53pm
.... carbon bubbles in the Evian water, not to mention thousands of coloured beads and seven hairdryers. In the meantime, the faint glowing light at the end of the tunnel began to spin, throwing off deep purple, green and orange sparks, growing larger and larger, and beginning to emit a deep, rasping, growling sound. Rick adjusted his glasses, quickly wiped his right index finger across his nostrils, wiggled his top lip, and ....
Kushlani Hall Comment by Kushlani Hall on January 22, 2009 at 6:03am
..squished bananas, a toothbrush, fifteen pairs of socks, box of matches and molten lava. "No problem finding everything except for that blasted molten lava". Maybe Ritchie sells it at the corner hardware store" he thought to himself. He started running back through the tunnels in search of the manhole and found himself ......
Roger W Povey Comment by Roger W Povey on January 21, 2009 at 8:52pm
doing absolutely nothing. He dismissed any thoughts of the Duke of Windsor, The Duchess of Argyle and any other bleeding member of the aristocracy. He had to get to work as it was his turn to open up. He felt in his p[ockets and discoverd that he had forgotton to bring the...
Mimi J Crowe Comment by Mimi J Crowe on January 21, 2009 at 8:40pm
and a lot of... time to read the definitive work 'How to Make an Intergalactic Time Machine'. He wondered if the Duchess of Argyle might have a copy about her person... but no that was ridiculous, she was already lugging a full set of encyclopedias around the sewers with her, and anyway she had gone now. Shame, she was the very person who would probably have a spare packet of hairpins tucked into her eighteen-hour girdle. The aristocracy were always so resourceful, that's what he loved about them. Trudging further in the dim light he thought about the time that the Duke of Windsor had saved his life by...
Roger W Povey Comment by Roger W Povey on January 21, 2009 at 8:21pm
Intergalatic Time Machine, but he would need another pack of hairpins and and lot of...
Mimi J Crowe Comment by Mimi J Crowe on January 21, 2009 at 8:17pm
and took out a... packet of hairpins, a luncheon voucher, a ball of blue tack and a bottle of Evian water - he was going to make a...
Roger W Povey Comment by Roger W Povey on January 21, 2009 at 8:12pm
Encyclopedia Britannica, why she had the whole set, Rick couldn't understand she was never a very inquisitive person. Rick dismissed her from his mind again and began to run through the tunnels. Ahead of him he saw a light faintly glowing ahead of him. He opened his briefcase and took out a ...
Mimi J Crowe Comment by Mimi J Crowe on January 21, 2009 at 8:05pm
as his eyes grew used to the dark he saw... the Duchess of Argyle who he had only recently dismissed all thoughts of. What the hell was she doing here, under the ground? And more importantly, why was she holding a full set of...
Roger W Povey Comment by Roger W Povey on January 21, 2009 at 7:56pm
(virulent attack of the...) bends whilst scuba diving of the coast of Madagasgar. Rick dismissed any thought of the duchess as she never visited him anymore. He looked about him, bent down lifted a manhole cover and droopped below street level, in the dark, something tapped him on the shoulder, Rick spun round and as his eyes grew used to the dark he saw.....

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