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Some Interesting Lessons from Certain Twitter Types by This series was done in July 2011, if you are just catching up it is best to read Eric Preet’s week of sins from the bottom up. That is read Monday to Sunday. Enjoy :-)
AND, INDEED, I was. Brenda was relentless. The next day was Sunday and she was still hard at it, or, rather, me. If I had been hoping to commit the seventh deadly sin of...
“AYE, AYE, WHAT’S all this then?” It was Saturday morning. Through my bleary vision I could just make out the form of a policeman. I thought the film makers must have come back and...
I AWOKE IN THE gutter outside a cake shop. With her money, Bounteous Brenda hadn’t exactly been forthcoming. But with her body, well, she had been absolutely fifthcoming. Let’s just say that was a...
BROMLEY! THE SORT of sleepy suburbia that should be the bed-manufacturing capital of the world. I was going to claim what was rightfully mine. I rang the doorbell and got no response. I pressed...
I WAS IN PRISON for the whole of Wednesday. Prisoners were allowed newspapers and I speed-read the front page headline: ‘Wotta Lot o’ Lotto!’ Huh. Another undeserving lottery millionaire. Why couldn’t I get a...
CONSCIOUSNESS RETURNED and I couldn’t believe my eyes. They were in a jam jar on the bedside table. I could see myself lying on my back in a hospital bed. Immediately, I screwed my...
I WOKE UP. I looked at myself in the mirror and wondered how someone could look so perfect first thing in the morning. And I wasn’t even Jane Asher. I checked the letterbox. Yes,...
