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Britain's radgest small press and all-round Geordie chancers. Purveyors of proper council estate fiction and posts about life, the universe and everything.
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We Were The Sultans of Swing (opens the original)
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“I’ve found us a manager!”Lenny imparted this news, carefully setting four glasses of beer on the table.“Great stuff, what’s her name?” I said, reaching for my pint and taking a sip.“Goes by Madam.”“Madam?” Bill squawked. “That’s a bit weird, innit?”Lenny shrugged. “Everybody calls her madam, ’s just how
Submissions Open! (opens the original)
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Writers.We’re open again for submissions to our Substack platform. Please read the entirety of the guidelines and our history below before committing anything to screen or paper though ‘cos we’re Northern and pernickety!<img alt="" class="siz
Wanted (opens the original)
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Col Bury is an ex Manchester police officer and his latest novel WRONGED WOMAN is out today! So we thought, how
Pen Friends (opens the original)
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I scooped the envelopes off the mat and used a knife to slice them open. I scanned the contents of the first two, then tossed them aside, but the third one looked promising.Dear SallyI was blown away by your photograph in L@dz magazine.You look just the kind of girl I’d like to know better.I’ll admit I can’t stop looking at you. That little checked bikini fills my head with thoughts, such as wishing I was there, and imagining the smile on your face is for me and not the photographer.I want to ge
Sparky's Dream (opens the original)
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I’m in. Getting past security was the most nerve-wracking experience of my sixteen years on earth, but I’m in. T in the fucking park. The early afternoon buzz from the four cans of Miller Pilsner has well and truly kicked in and coupled with the biggest adrenaline rush I’ll likely ever feel in my puff, I’m fucking ready. Daz was waiting past the line of security for me with a mixture of amazement, excitement and genuine happiness painted across that daft mug of his. He never thought I’d be able
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