Walsall
Stories
The following stories were submitted to our sister website, toowrite.com. They were written by people from Walsall or are about Walsall itself.
Killing Time
Author:
John Lester
of Walsall
We went our separate ways later and I think both of us forgot who really owned the watch. It stayed with me when I went into the army to do my National Service and but for an accident I might have it still.
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Once Bitten...
Author:
John Lester
of Walsall
The hall was empty and the door to the kitchen quarters closed. The dog was probably locked away, I thought, but I still made a very cautious entry.
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Of Ordnance And Paradise
Author:
Ray Thursfield
of Walsall
I didn't like the idea of a new ship with only about another six months to do, (it was in fact a year), so I made myself a bit of a nuisance in the draft office begging to be allowed to rejoin my old ship which was now in Trieste.
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Gone
Author:
D J Harvey
of Walsall
As with the dreams that I have and knowing what happens to the really good ones that I am sure to remember, I should have known better. I can't remember a thing about my story.
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The Gap
Author:
D J Harvey
of Walsall
I am sure that my downfall started with my new found wealth and my discovering ways of spending it. At this time the pub was the place to be and I must confess that I spent more than my fair share of time in it drinking to excess.
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Little Mister Baggy Britches
Author:
June Hendon
of Walsall
I can't remember what I sang, but anyway it wasn't deemed worthy enough to warrant inclusion in the show. Normally, I would have accepted such a decision meekly. Not this time. I, after all, had home advantage. I would have a solo. It was probably my mum's jam sandwiches that persuaded Pat and Erica to indulge me.
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My Life as a Ghostbuster
Author:
Richey James
of Walsall
Ghostbusters is, after all, ostensibly a comedy. Incidentally, don’t judge my parents too harshly. They weren’t to know, and it is a PG. They bought me a pirate copy of Robocop in 1988, when I was seven, and I’ve never caused crime or death of any kind, although I do swear more than I should.
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The Most Memorable Holiday Ever
Author:
Richey James
of Walsall
The best holidays were the ones you took as a kid, I always think, and even though this one ended in total disaster, it was special in its own way. Maybe I’ve romanticised it, but there are details that are very vivid – they stick out in my mind like bent nails in a plank of wood.
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The First Cut Is The Deepest
Author:
Richey James
of Walsall
The year I left primary school was terrifying. By the time I reached top year at junior school, I knew my place in the world. I was an important kid, and that’s no lie. I played trumpet. I aced every test. I was all set to take the eleven plus, but the school bottled out and so I was set for the local comprehensive.
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Emily
Author:
Sophie James
of Walsall
A woman I learned to hate with so much passion for bringing that beautiful, but horrific doll into our house...
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