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francine angelcakes
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I enjoy making quirky and kind observations about other peopleand about places. I write short word sketches about certain situations that feel significant to me, I draw little cartoons. I reflect on particular t.v programmes, films and books as they grab my interest
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February 16, 2020 at 4:36 pm
Thank you Neil. I didn’t plan their calmness, it just emerged of its own accord.
February 15, 2020 at 5:29 pm
Original story, Francine. Makes you wonder why people don’t change their combinations or locks… She is rather calm about the whole thing. And he didn’t bother to hide himself so… sounds like a win-win situation!
February 16, 2020 at 3:40 pm
Thanks Dale, glad you liked the story. Do you think secretly the’d like to meet up again ?
February 16, 2020 at 3:44 pm
I think, when one leaves the door open (so to speak) it’s because they were not sure about locking it in the first place… So yes, think so.
February 15, 2020 at 2:09 pm
Nicely told, he sounds like a bit of a sad case.
February 16, 2020 at 3:46 pm
Thanks Michael, I think you’re right, guess he needs to move on…
February 14, 2020 at 7:59 pm
Nicely rendered tale. I love the idea of the scattered papers.
February 16, 2020 at 3:51 pm
Thanks Alicia, I appreciate your comment.
February 14, 2020 at 6:37 pm
That’ll teach her to change the locks and the codes 🙂
February 16, 2020 at 3:56 pm
Think you’re right Ali. Makes you wonder whether the wife wanted to keep the ‘door open’ ?
February 14, 2020 at 5:20 pm
Very tempting if you still have the keys! I once went back to an ex-boyfriend’s house to get a book he’d borrowed – he never locked his back door. Did I wander around and do anything else? Not telling!
February 16, 2020 at 3:58 pm
How intriguing , leaves me really curious about what you did !
February 14, 2020 at 12:17 pm
Perhaps he’s going to propose to her again! Nice one.
Here’s mine!
February 16, 2020 at 4:05 pm
Thanks Keith — yes I did wonder. The twists and turns of relationships eh.
February 14, 2020 at 11:55 am
Dear Francine,
I have to wonder why the wedding ring was on the table. Intriguing story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
February 16, 2020 at 4:09 pm
Thanks Rochelle glad you were intrigued.
February 14, 2020 at 6:37 am
Nice one
February 16, 2020 at 4:21 pm
Thank you Crispina, glad you liked the story.
February 16, 2020 at 6:14 pm
🙂
February 14, 2020 at 4:23 am
Seems like maybe he remarried — to a mind-altering substance. The usual suspect as a motivating factor in that kind of lame-brained activity.
February 16, 2020 at 4:23 pm
Thanks Jade, I appreciate your comment.
February 16, 2020 at 6:32 pm
You’re welcome.
February 13, 2020 at 10:09 pm
Ha, for some reason this endears me to the hapless ex-husband! 🙂
February 16, 2020 at 4:30 pm
Aaah ! Glad you took to him Iain.
February 13, 2020 at 8:51 pm
I like your burgalr and the ex-wife’s calm
February 16, 2020 at 4:37 pm
Thanks Neil. I didn’t plan their calmness it just emerged into the story.