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098 A Community Service Announcement

When the knock came, my first thought was for the baby, only just gone down. It wasn't till I had my eye to the peephole and registered the darkness on the other side of the door that it occurred to me to wonder who on earth could be calling

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097 Games O'Clock

I'm not just good at games, I'm good at knowing what time to play the right one. It's Morning O'Clock. There's no battery in the clock but I can tell cos the lorries are shaking my bedroom door.

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095 Oysters

Henry tells the story differently each time. Always the holiday house is the same, and much bigger in his young memory than it could possibly have been in reality

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093 The Fox

Sara has known the town clock face her whole life, but tonight it seems changed. The hands move through five minutes whilst she's standing at the window watching, yet she cannot see them moving. It waits for her to blink.

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