The Rubber Genie

Wed, 01 Aug 2007 00:00:00 +0000

Even hidden away in the wardrobe my mackintosh can exert its influence.

I go into the room, I am compelled to slide back the door.

It is there: long, shimmering in the half light.

It stands alone, masterful & strong. For the moment quiet and still.

The bright red cotton surface has a wonderful sheen to it, it draws my hand like a magnet, to stroke, slowly, tenderly, a wistful feeling washing over me.

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Thu, 22 Feb 2007 00:00:00 +0000

The knock at the door was unexpected. Sunday morning. I was not expecting anyone. I was pleasantly suprised to find a rather lovely looking lady standing on my doorstep.

“Are you Mick?”

“Yes, can I help you?”

“I have something for you,” she looked straight into my eyes, she had lovely big brown eyes, beautiful in fact, like the rest of her.

“You won it on ebay yesterday, you paid very promptly with paypal, so I thought I would deliver it just as promptly.” she smiled, as she saw the realisation on my face, I felt myself going beetroot.

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The Rubber Genie

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