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			<title>to DO list</title>
			<description>the list grows...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/700594/</link>
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			<title>It's all right: it's only in your f*****g head</title>
			<description>frustrating or what..?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/698430/</link>
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			<title>God shot it(John'sGone)</title>
			<description>not going to plan</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/692202/</link>
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			<title>TheSignificanceLiesTherein</title>
			<description>33.576271:daddyit's distressing...you hanging there</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/692195/</link>
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			<title>where have all the cowboys gone..?</title>
			<description>I dont even want to go there...they pointed, as he sat on the floorhuddledall hushedhe's lost it one saidtotally f*****g lost it</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/691666/</link>
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			<title>to DO list</title>
			<description>who knows</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/687680/</link>
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			<title>blossom time</title>
			<description>...a sad time indeed</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/412364/</link>
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			<title>one chew</title>
			<description>sound check...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/412363/</link>
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			<title>THE APPOINTMENT!</title>
			<description>communication lets me down...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/387144/</link>
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			<title>reclusive endeavor?</title>
			<description>shows great uncertainty</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/382114/</link>
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			<title>in dust</title>
			<description>...it's reliable</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/367176/</link>
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			<title>South Downs Way - Day 5</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; South Downs Way - Day 5MISSING MACKIE DEE'SI must have slept like a fence post, quite undisturbed all night: 5.30am - perfect. The sleeping bag, soaked with dew, was still warm and dry inside with no signs of the down clumping. RAB's Endurance water resistant coating worked well. ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/314190/</link>
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			<title>South Downs Way - Day 4</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; South Downs Way - Day 4THE PROPER BO BEERITE SECT&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;With the 'thump thump' of the music still audible I continued westward in the morning. Whether it stopped around 8am or I walked out of range, I know not or care not. I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/314189/</link>
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			<title>South Downs Way - Day 3</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; South Downs Way - Day 3THE CAMERA OF THE MINDHaving opted for the early breakfast sitting I shared more bacon and eggs with 3 cyclists who had pedalled from Winchester as I'd walked from the Seven Sisters the day before. They were over half way now and inquired about the route ahe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/314187/</link>
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			<title> South Downs Way - Day 2</title>
			<description>South Downs Way - Day 2UP 'ERE FOR THINKING...&amp;nbsp;Kawwrr! Kawwrr! I had left the fly-sheet thrown back and fallen asleep watching the stars. This made the large tuneless crow nearby seem much louder. The early worm catcher was quickly appreciated though, for my worms for the day were to be m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/314178/</link>
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			<title>South Downs Way - Day 1</title>
			<description>the first 9 miles</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/309689/</link>
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			<title>The South Downs Way</title>
			<description>Eastbourne to Winchester</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/309686/</link>
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			<title>White Feathers</title>
			<description>Jack wins his last fight</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/295691/</link>
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			<title>notes on becoming descript...</title>
			<description>...from the tall-tale telling labyrinth of despair</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/287072/</link>
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			<title>Surfer Moon: Twenty-Eight</title>
			<description>Dying for a cuppa...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/285557/</link>
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			<title>Surfer Moon: Twenty-Seven</title>
			<description>`Ulysses`... useless with ease?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/285269/</link>
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			<title>The Peakland Way: Monday</title>
			<description>The final 20 miles...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/285254/</link>
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			<title>SORROWEDmmxii-sorrowedMMXII</title>
			<description>still yet to be remembered..?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/285252/</link>
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			<title>Surfer Moon: Twenty-Six</title>
			<description>`Gerroffonmi Gregg` is a daft bugger...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/285000/</link>
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			<title>Surfer Moon: Twenty-Five</title>
			<description>Daman falls out with religion and Charles is in crisis...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/284846/</link>
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			<title>the future..?</title>
			<description>`We assume to be ahead of us`</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/281657/</link>
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			<title>Mermaid murmurs...</title>
			<description>Peak District legends speak of mermaids emerging from murky pools or `meres`to trap the unwary traveller.
On one moorland journey I chanced to stare into one in the swirling mist ...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/281147/</link>
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			<title>void</title>
			<description>...on the edge</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/280704/</link>
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			<title>I marvel ...</title>
			<description>... I really do</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/280699/</link>
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			<title>The Peakland Way: Sunday</title>
			<description>...give me LARD!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/279768/</link>
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			<title>Surfer Moon: Twenty-Four</title>
			<description>'Concrete` paints, but not like Mr. Turner...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/279270/</link>
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			<title>Surfer Moon: Twenty-Three</title>
			<description>'They're coming back!'</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/278992/</link>
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			<title>The `Seer`</title>
			<description>patient 376475: male</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/278094/</link>
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			<title>Surfer Moon: Twenty-Two</title>
			<description>...they've got to catch `em at it...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/277898/</link>
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			<title>'The Tikki-Tape Tree'</title>
			<description>a fruit-picker's lullaby..?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/276901/</link>
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			<title>nonsense tears</title>
			<description>What is left of real,when reality lets&amp;nbsp;you down?Where is the sense in tears,when you're supposed to be the clown?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/276039/</link>
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			<title>feeling good..?</title>
			<description>inspired by the heart for the heart...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/273972/</link>
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			<title>The Peakland Way: Saturday</title>
			<description>Considering survival and its implications ...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/273040/</link>
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			<title>The Peakland Way: Friday</title>
			<description>Not a thirsty person in sight ...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/273033/</link>
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			<title>The Peakland Way: A Journal</title>
			<description>100 mile circuit of The Peak District on foot</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/273032/</link>
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			<title>Surfer Moon: Twenty-One</title>
			<description>TWENTY-ONEDaman stood beside the penny-mix shelf. &amp;lsquo;I can remember when you were in your mummy&amp;rsquo;s tummy,&amp;rsquo; he said, adding, tongue-in-cheek: &amp;lsquo;I bet your mum can as well.&amp;rsquo;&amp;lsquo;I bloody can&amp;rsquo;t... these are mi sister&amp;rsquo;s these two. Mine are asle..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/272402/</link>
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			<title>`Mankind?`</title>
			<description>I put the question to `Red Bear`...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/271039/</link>
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			<title>Surfer Moon: Twenty</title>
			<description>Pete turns up... pissed as a fart</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/270219/</link>
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			<title>Surfer Moon: Part Three</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;PART THREE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;'Lovely bird, will you stay and sing..?'Edith Sitwell&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/269855/</link>
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			<title>Surfer Moon: Nineteen</title>
			<description>June `stumbles`, and Erica arrives...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/269813/</link>
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			<title>Surfer Moon: Eighteen</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;EIGHTEEN&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;History? bunk? History was bollocks. Not now though; not anymore. Now, history was merely history... but the mystery of history..?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Daman sits at the front of the class &amp;ndash; where teacher can..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/269571/</link>
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			<title>I c U</title>
			<description>... we C each other too ...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/269117/</link>
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			<title>'My Beautiful Balloon'</title>
			<description>progress? - what progress?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/268958/</link>
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			<title>Surfer Moon: Seventeen</title>
			<description>...by the time we got to Woodstock</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/268179/</link>
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			<title>A-Z</title>
			<description>some things can never be put right ...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lightweightmick/267262/</link>
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