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Join us at The Dragon's Teacup for thoughtful, cosy conversations with an imaginary (but very real) tiny dragon and some tea and whimsy. Stop by anytime, the kettle's always on.
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The Postman Only Beeps Once (opens the original)
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Subscribe now“You’re late.” Biscuit called from down the hall. I slammed the front door shut and his little face appeared warily around the frame of the lounge doorway.“It’s not my fault.” I declared shortly.“Why are you late?” Biscuit wondered and I tutted while shoving my coat on a coat rack.“Because there are idiots.” I grumbled.“That doesn’t follow.” Biscuit replied in a patient tone that oughtn’t to h
Sandcastles and Chocolate Sandwiches (opens the original)
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Subscribe nowBiscuit and I headed to the beach for a bit today. We took Maude because she’d never been, which seemed a shame. We also took sandwiches and a thermos of tea because it’s autumn whether the weather believes it or not. On arrival, I carried Maude on to the sand, covering her little hedgehog eyes with one hand and smiling to myself over the idea of her seeing the sea for the first time. Biscuit flapped along behind me. He was les
You can’t say you don’t like children! (opens the original)
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Subscribe nowMrs Next Door brought her cup and plate to the kitchen and placed them on the scrubbed table. I thanked her and carried on rolling out pastry for jam tarts. Mrs Next Door sniffed and watched me as I started to lift it over a tray.“Isn’t that still a bit thick?” She asked. I laid it over the tray anyway as Biscuit came to collect her empty crockery.“Maybe.” I replied, seeing how Biscuit eyed the b
September Rules! (opens the original)
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“Why do you have so many pencils?” Biscuit asked, finding me at the kitchen table with all my pencils arranged by length. I put down the one in my hand and moved to the next one, pushing it into the sharpener and turning the handle.“I don’t know.” I shrugged. “They just sort of accumulate, don’t they? Because you never have one when you need one so you buy more and then you put them away somewhere tidy to wait for the next time you need one. Only then, the next time you need one, you’re not near
10. The Colonel Comes to the Rescue (opens the original)
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Miss Penniquik could feel only the very tips of her toes touching the pavement. The arches of her feet were beginning to ache in her boots but she didn’t move.“Are you hurt?” Colonel Soundacre asked. His voice was soft and slightly rough with concern. Miss Penniquik made no response. “Tabitha?”“No.” She murmured. She realised she ought to step back, that her voice ought to be stronger. Instead, she stayed. The Colonel made no move either.“What happened to t
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