Anthony Hedger
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The Tombstone – Photograph by Richard Veal - words by Ant...
The words on the tombstone were faded from years of neglect and changeable weather and I couldn’t quite make them out apart from the date and the name…
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DO THE RIGHT THING - By Anthony Hedger – *Published*
Billy looked to see if anyone was watching him but there was no one insight; it was getting late and the park was due to close.
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CUT DOWN TO SIZE - BY ANTHONY HEDGER
‘I’ll get even with you for this.’ He called after her. ‘I’ll see you cut down to size one day.’
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Off To Fairyland (By Way Of Fairyloons) - Artwork by Carr...
“Hello Sandy.” He said still smiling. “How are you today, I hear you haven’t been all that well lately?”
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A CHILD'S WISH BY ANTHONY HEDGER *Published*
“Jewel please, you must promise me you won’t go near there, the cars on that road go much too fast,
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THE HOME MADE TOFFEE - BY ANTHONY HEDGER - *Published*
He staggered over to her and placed his hands onto her shoulders. She immediately smelt the drink on his breath and the smoke and perfume clinging to his clothes.
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Abigail's Friends art work by Carrie Glenn – words by Ant...
“Don’t call me Abbie.” she shouted after him going red in the face. “Use my full name the one I have been christened with or none at all.”
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My horse riding incident (An account) by Anthony Hedger
Well I looked at the faces looking back at me including Thunder Clap who seem to be feeling sorry for me by now,
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MR MAN BY ANTHONY HEDGER *(published)*
“We should take him to see a doctor.” Tina said stamping her little feet. “The sun is shining too brightly and he feels very cold, he may have a fever or something much worse.”
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KILLING TIME - By Anthony Hedger *(published)*
She felt like ripping it from the wall, opening the window and throwing it to the elements to see if the rain would shut the damn thing up.
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SANTA LIVES - BY ANTHONY HEDGER *(published)*
“When are you going to grow up and realise that Santa is just a myth and Christmas is just a huge con to get people like us to part with money we haven’t got?”
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FoolHardy By Anthony Hedger *(published)*
He started to get worried now and thought he might be having one of those ‘out of body thingies’ he’d heard about.
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THE GHOST OF CONAN PENGELLY - BY ANTHONY HEDGER *(pu...
Ian trained his torch around the area; its powerful beam came to rest upon five weird faces staring back at them which were sticking out of the water.
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Cry no more my love – A short story by Anthony Hedger *...
‘Don’t let a little thing like someone being dead fool you.’
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THE 6.59 TO... A short story by Anthony Hedger
“You’re a bastard, John; I hope you rot in hell for what you’ve done to this family get out of my house and never come back.”
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Resting Place – Photograph by Michael Rowley –Words by An...
Yes, yes, I killed him I needed to feed and he happened to be in the right place at the right time,
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Soul Storm – Photo by Peter Langman - Writing by Anthony...
Namgnal had been a wretched person all his miserable life and now the chief in charge for leading the witch hunts.
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The Gate House – Photo by Catherine Veal – Writing by Ant...
The small man couldn’t help but notice the faces peering out at him from behind the broad shining leaves.
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Cobbles by moonlight – Photo by Richard Veal – Writing by...
The shadows seemed to swell and dance around him and the night air seemed to seep into every pore in his body as if they were greedily drinking.
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The Bloody Tower- Photo by Catherine Veal - Words from An...
The robed figures now each holding a golden chalice took it in turn to fill the cups and drink her blood.
