Marie381Uk
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I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Popeye the Train Driver Man
Popeye the Train Driver Man Once upon a time, there was a man named Popeye, who had once been a sailor in a past life. Now, he was the driver of a train, but he wasn’t the friendly sailor he once was. Instead, Popeye had turned to a life of crime, stealing and hiding cash beneath the seats and inside the train's upholstery.
By Marie381Uk 12 months ago in Fiction
From Rubbing Boards to Modern Luxuries The 70’s changed life for women. Modern time saving chores
I remember some of what I am about to write, but I am too young to have seen it all. My mam told me a true story about how she cut her hand and wrist while using the old-fashioned rubbing board to wash the family’s clothes. Her mum, my grandmother, died when Mam was just 8 years old, leaving my grandfather Joseph to bring up his 13 young children himself. So the girls looked after their siblings as they got older, as did my Mam. One day, she was using the glass—yes, glass—rubbing board in a metal deep tub when she pressed too hard, and her hand went through it. She was lucky; granddad was home from the coal mine and whisked her up in his arms and took her to the doctors; it was very near. There were no health and safety rules on washing boards. I wonder how many other women did this and got hurt. There were no electric washing machines then. It was a rubbing board or two fists battering the dirty washing clean.
By Marie381Uk 12 months ago in Families
