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In remembrance February 1st 2003 Clear skies overhead as bird song greets a new dawn. Columbia’s crew sit at their stations awaiting the final countdown that will send them soaring high above the earth. Love ones and friends have gathered in the early morning splendour, their good-byes have been said and silent prayers wing their way heavenward - God speed. On the launch pad the silver chariot reflects the early morning Sunlight; as her crew eagerly await the flick of a switch that wil...

In remembrance February 1st 2003 Clear skies overhead as bird song greets a new dawn. Columbia’s crew sit at their stations awaiting the final countdown that will send them soaring high above the earth. Love ones and friends have gathered in the early morning splendour, their good-byes have been said and silent prayers wing their way heavenward - God speed. On the launch pad the silver chariot reflects the early morning Sunlight; as her crew eagerly await the flick of a switch that wil...

Halloween 1946 Tom Bridger better known to his workmates and friends as Tam, had been a{ leerie}, or lamplighter for eighteen years, it was the only job that held any kind of appeal for him despite the fact that he had only one full weekend off in the month. The rest of the time it was either a Saturday or a Sunday, so when he had what he referred to as a long weekend, he and some of his neighbours who were also his drinking buddies, would meet in one or other of their homes to play cards. W...

Darkness and light Let me probe the dark caverns of your mind Illuminate each hidden recess that I may know the Phantom’s that lurk therein; those dispensers of Abject fear and terror Let me glimpse the demon that dwells in the darkest canyon, waiting to be released. A smouldering seething thing, waiting to erupt; bringing insanity and pain where there once was normality. Now Let us leave this dark brooding place with all of its nightmares and horrors and cross over the divide where s...

2\10\98 Connor© Bridger’s Folly Tom Bridger, better known as Tam to his workmates and friends, had been a leerie or lamplighter for eighteen years, it was the only job that had held any kind of appeal for him despite the fact that he had only one full weekend in the month off. The rest of the time, it was either a Saturday or a Sunday, so when he had what he referred to as his long weekend, he and some of his neighbours who were also his drinking buddies, would meet in one or oth...