Phone contortions

It was a simple heart-warming scene. A young mother was pushing her beloved toddler in a pram and arrived at the pedestrian crossing. Naturally, mum was talking on her phone as well. But the crossing required her to hit the...

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My radio mother

My first radio did not give birth to me or teach me to walk or give me food or love me as my beloved biological mother did. But my radio mother was unquestionably motherly and even grandmotherly. She was large and rounded and...

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Instant answers

I simply wanted to know what sort of live music was happening at my local bistro. It had a sign out the front advertising “Friday Live Music”. We all know to look online for instant answers. I looked up the bistro...

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