Stuart Miller-Osborne

Was a rolling stone who rested in an apartment next to ours on a street in Avignon Joe

He was due to assassinate the King on Friday Which was a little selfish as I had to change my plans I have asked his little brother to open our dress shop

Novalis was a great friend of mine We attended the New Land University He was in love with my sister Jena I often read her diary which was a gift 1 March Today Hartenberch visited again nothing happened 11 March We were alone today and nothing at all happened 12 March Today was like yesterday […]

Ashland has a minute grain of salt Which she keeps in a small jar Along with her many pieces of sea glass Argentina keeps black volcanic sand In a small jar with a few local sea pebbles The sand came from a freezing Icelandic beach Both Ashland and Argentina are friends of mine They share […]

Whilst walking along our mystical beach I passed four women in office attire Pausing I informed them of the dress code That was expected of them if the sea became brittle

I have lived by the sea for a number of years The sea is part of my very existence When I am away from my coastal home I feel wretched and very unhappy Each day Minnie and I collect sea glass from the beach We have created a successful business using our gifts Our jewellery […]

How often does he want to marry you Nine to Five Three times a week We are taking about your cat Yes the cat is the subject of our conversation What colour is your cat During the day It is a normal tabby cat At night it is a black cat

I once lived in a small town in the West Country Many of the local families Had been there for generations Or at least from last week It was crappy/ happy town Surrounded by sleeping fields I attended a church skool Which although deeply academic Was populated by savages (including myself) The grotto of the […]

I spend most of my afternoons Painting sea shells bright blue This is not the only colour I use But is my colour of choice My husband fell from a wall today And bloodied his beautiful face I now declare this wall open

In 1910 a Wesleyan Chapel was built On St Martin’s Hill in Dover It was bombed in 1917 and rebuilt in 1920 In 1941 it was bombed again and rebuilt in 1949