Immoral Act on Wartime Medals in Heald Green

IMG_5338Wartime commemorations dashed as 3 wartime medals are stolen from Beechwood charity shop Heald Green Stockport.

On 6th  August 2014 volunteers at the Beechwood charity shop were mortified to find the 3 medals missing just days after the display in the window was opened, both the volunteers and community had donated a many number of articles to commemorate World War 1.

Following the incident many items had to be returned in fear of the perpetrators returning.

Two of the medals were awarded for service to the forces, described as being gold in colour and inscribed with the names R Davies and W Read.

The third medal was awarded for valour, it is silver and inscribed with the name R Read.

IMG_5335The community has been horrified at this immoral act of the people, which fought for our country.

Heald Green is a close community and many people have expressed their horror of such an act when talking to the volunteer staff following the incident. Police are still searching for answers.

By Liz Daniels

A Bureau of Ages – Friday Fictioneers

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As I sit down feeling the leather hug my skin and I can feel it begin, the warmth that comes over me as my eyes transfix onto the clean, matt white sheet. I open my drawer to my collection of pens and carefully take the one which calls me. I close my eyes as the words begin to flood my mind. I open them again and look at my great grandfather’s picture ahead of me, 4 generations this bureau has served us. I take a deep breath and begin my calling.

Word Count: 91

Thank you Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for this weeks ‘Friday Fictioneers’  Take a look and see what you can do :) Highly recommended!

Sunday Photo Fiction – 10th August 2014 – The Best Day Of The Year!!

Sunday Photo Fiction challenge is a chance for people to produce a piece of flash fiction, aiming for around 100-200 words based on a selected photo prompt. I hope you enjoy it.

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Word Count 232

I love Airshows, the excitement, the rush, the way you can witness some amazing things you probably won’t see again. The people, the food, the drinks, the exhibitions and talks. Yeah, Airshows are the bomb.

I love looking around and having the sense of unity as everyone has their noses to the sky, hands up to shield their eyes from the smouldering sun. The sounds of chatter and music in the distance, both of which you can hardly hear from the whooshing noise of the planes dancing in unison.

The best part about it though, is the fact that it’s free, well free for me anyway. All those lovely bags laying around as the owners watch intently at the sky, the drinks, which are just dying to be drunk whilst their previous owners leave them for a second so they can get a bit closer.

Best time of year for people like me, well what do they expect? Coming for a day out with lots of cash to indulge in gluttony whilst thinking they’re gods gift, going home telling all their mates “it was amazing mate, I saw a Spitfire PR-11 and the Royal Air Force Acrobatic Team and loads more.” Blah blah blah.

All I can say is thanks for showing your support to the sky, and a bigger thanks for showing your support to me. See you all next year!!!

Letter Home – Friday Fictioneers

friday fictioneer 1st aug 2014 view-from-the-plane

Dear Mum,

As I sit here now on my flight home I can barely believe this day has arrived. It has been 12 months since I saw you and dad, as well as my beautiful Gemma and baby boy Jack. No one could of prepared me for how hard it has been. As I look around me now and I see all my friends eager to reach our homeland I can’t help but notice those that didn’t make it, James, Mark, Kevin and so many more. What a bittersweet celebration it will be, even though I shall see you in just a few hours I wanted to be able to write you this letter and have the joy of delivering it myself.

With eternal thanks to you for the letters and calls you sent me which kept me going.

Your little soldier

Ken xx

WORD COUNT 144

Thank you Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for this weeks ‘Friday Fictioneers’  Take a look and see what you can do :) Highly recommended!

Sunday Photo Fiction – 3rd August 2014 – A Source of Comfort

This weeks Sunday Photo Fiction challenge a 100-200 word photo prompt, I haven’t been around for a while so I thought I would start back with a challenge J

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 Word count: 185

A Source of Comfort

‘Jade Mallone, where have you been? I told you to stay near the caravan’

‘ I know mum but I’ve been playing with Mitsy, Millie and Mo’

‘What have I told you about that, you’re too old for invisible friends know jade’

I remembered that conversation with my mother 20 years ago, and I remember how lonely I felt when I grew out of my invisible friends as well. But you know what? I always have a memorabilia of my 3 friends in my garden, my 3 friendship rocks my friends helped me make when I was 9 years old. I often visit Mitsy, Millie and Mo in my Zen garden at the bottom of my garden, they are the best friends I’ve ever had. From being a toddler to having my 3rd child they have been a source of comfort to me… and you know what??? They never really went away. So whatever brings you comfort in your life, keep hold of it and cherish it. Wacky or strange, weird or wonderful, if it makes you strong and keeps you sane, who cares :)