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The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 54

For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.
In the previous episode, the lady killers are quelled by a voice. In another part of Caerdyff, who is Plenty Capable? And just out of curiosity, why does the American President of America keep saying other people are her?
The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 54

From the Chronicles of Plenty Capable;

‘It was while the great private ear, Short Mat Bowls, musical gumshoe, was graciously allowing me, his humble servant and longtime friend, to follow behind him scribbling these notes that you, the reader, now see before you, that… urk!’

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Go north, not-so-young woman!

I've finally followed the signs left along my life trail (including a funky dream about Stephen King) and wound up at my current destination, Portland, ME. Now what do I do? I have two magazine projects and the book research to keep me busy, but will they pay the rent? Ah, the harsh reality of affording one's own space to create. Maine is a land of mysterious energies that sort of make things manifest -- be it out-of-the-blue sponsorship or a real job. (Think I'd prefer the former, but hell, if I have to drive a cab, I will.) At any rate, for those of you who are interested in how the production is going, download this month's issue of "Adventures of the Average Woman." See how we've grown and above all enjoy.

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The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 53

For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.
Did wolves invent a perpetual motion hydraulic sytem in the previous episode? Now back to Wolfcastle and the cherry-lipped assassins.

The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 53

‘You can call me Laytah’, she announced with a brief smile.

‘Yeah, I might just do that’ Wolfcastle winked in a manner that would have pleased any aging Bangladeshi diplomats who may have seen it. (None did).

‘Oh good grief! Take a look at yourself will you!’ The Librarian was looking directly at Wolfcastle. ‘You look…you look…’ she was trying to think of something mean to say, something cruelly cutting and hurtful, but couldn’t get the word out. It frustrated her greatly. She ought to be able to insult the man, she’d been on all the Librarian training courses at the Welsh University. She’d passed the ‘Bullying in the Workplace’ course with amazing speed (after she violently threatened the course leader with violence). She’d completed all three ‘Contempt for Others’ modules in her first two weeks in the job. She’d even authored the ‘Advanced Ignorance and Condescension For Non-Academic Staff’ course. Yet despite all that she still couldn’t manage to insult the man. She just couldn’t do it. For once she found herself unable to be rude and impolite on demand. What was happening to her?

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The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 52

For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.
In the previous episode, Short Mat Bowls, ham-hardened tough-boiled jazz shamus. Now, we learn how Caerdydd’s distant past is intertwined with wolves.
The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 52

The origins of the River Taff,* whose name is the forebear of our present day word ‘tavern’, are shrouded in heavy fog. According to legend it flowed downhill from what used to be uplands as meltoff from snow. Modern scientific fact tells us that at no time in geological history was there enough snow meltoff in the entire world to account for the Taff, whose breadth and width can only be imagined. The most popular myth is based on an ancient piece of correspondence etched on a stone slate dated 12 B.C.

14:05:22>Samhedrin>12 B.C. GST

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The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 51

For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.
In the previous episode, Sunny Quito, not dead after all, just flattened and elongated, joins forces with the other Welsh University student, the Welsh one, Rhoda Crwys. Now what? More Beer® perhaps?
The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 51

For all of his failings the hard-boiled, ham-fisted, bullheaded bloodhound of a detective, was good at his job. The defective detective was an inspector of collectors of retrospective prohibited musical invective. That is to say he spent his nights as an undercover officer for the Jazz Police, tootling around the back streets of downtown Beer®, where it mingled and merged with the fringes of Seaton, keeping an eye out for illicit movements of, and trading in, imported vinyl. Particularly those pieces that should never have even been considered for parole, let alone be released upon the public. It wasn’t especially dirty or hard work… but someone had to do it.

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Looking for a collaborator....please read

I am a photographer and would like to use some of my more modern images
in various decorative and home uses, such as pillows, windowshades etc.

Does anyone on AMP have the textile knowhow and interest in possibly
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Luna Movie, Los Angeles Premier!

This is an announcement for all LA folk, on behalf of old friend, Matthew Buzzell (Director of Jimmy Scott- If You Only Knew). He's screening his newest this Friday.

Tell Me Do You Miss Me, will receive its Los Angeles premiere with a weekend run on Friday and Saturday June 16th and 17th at The American Cinematheque's Egyptian Theatre. It will screen nightly at 7:00 pm and 9:30 pm on both evenings. The American Cinematheque is located at 6712 Hollywood Boulevard.

Fresh from its world premiere at The 2006 Tribeca Film Festival, Tell Me Do You Miss Me is a portrait of the four members of the celebrated NYC-based indie rock band Luna as they confront the ceiling of their ambition, the harsh realities of their modest success, and their conflicted feelings about each other as they embark on their final world tour and uncertain futures.

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the "Other"

the "Other" can be described as what we makedistant and unknowable in order to preserveour own identity.This, naturally, is understandable But in an age when Western modernity is beingconfronted by radical Islamism, radical Christianity, and other challenges to its core assumptions, the need to comprehend divergent ways of being in the world is becoming more imperative & immediate.

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The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 50

For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.
In the previous episode, a taste of Beer. Now back to Rhoda Crwys the Welsh student, pursued and befriended en route.
The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 50

Rhoda Crwys hurried down the road in the direction of Largest Hill. She was experiencing a single-minded determination heretofore unknown to her. At last she’d find out the 50% truth of the matter that had consumed her like a raging tuberculosis for so long. Nothing, she felt, could turn her aside. For once in her life, she was going to see something through to the end. Wild horses, couldn’t drag her away. Peppet was disgusted. He’d have to come up with another plan, he thought, the equine cadavers still smoking in his wake. The girl was plunging on, veering left out of Woodville at the twenty-four hour convenience store, barreling into an employee locking up for the night. Without so much as a ‘sorry’ Rhoda raced on, the hounds of hell on her heels. They were no match for her, she was unstoppable. Where in blazes was she headed? Peppet cursed as he slowed to reload. The second beast had taken three bullets before it had died, loath to return to its underworld kennel. Well, that wasn’t Peppet’s problem, what did he look like, the fecking Cymru SPCA?

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The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 49

For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.
In the previous episode, everything seemed to be going well then, but was really going “Well, then…??”. Now, along with Erm the erstwhile Cornishman, we must ask: Beer? -- and encounter Short Mat Bowls.

The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 49

The search continued. The disheveled and unkempt academic may be losing his faculties but he remained single minded.

‘Beer?’ he’d enquire with increasing desperation and growing frequency as he ambled along. Most people he had encountered so far either shrugged and scurried away from the tall figure or decided that maybe what he really needed was alcohol. The latter type of people would then seek to offer alcohol in various forms – typically a quantity of warm liquid in varying shades of brown in a volume approximately equal to 568 milliliters.

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