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The 31st Annual Conference Produce Conference
‘An Apple and Pear case, Part I’, 28th July, 1959 By Jon Sully The town of Conference is listed in the Guinness book of world records in two sections. On one count, its annual produce competition boasts more than a dozen records for the various gigantic apples, pumpkins and pears (among other things) which are grown there. On the other, the town itself boasts the highest number of unexplained disappearances per capita since the turn of the 20th century.
The green light of the heart monitor pulsed from left to right with a steady, rhythmic beep. Around it, chaos unfurled. A pair of doors slammed shut and the walls began to rattle with controlled violence as their contents hurtled towards their destination, the discordant melody of a siren blaring from above. Two men, clad in green uniforms, worked in fluid unison to close that which should not be open, and to keep open that which threatened to close. Amidst the chaos, the woman between them opened her eyes and screamed.
A Brief History of Plants
I remember when the Earth was quiet. It was a simpler, more peaceful time. And then, of course, the asteroid arrived, slung like a rotting cow from a trebuchet by the cruel whims of gravity. Then as if that wasn’t insult enough, shortly thereafter the sodding thing had the audacity to start spawning irritating, wriggling little offspring in the oceans.
Mystery in a box
Rachel loved mysteries. Had she not been a doctor she probably would have been a detective, but in the end the allure of saving lives was stronger than that of punishing premature deaths. Nevertheless, when she returned home from a long shift in A&E to find a box in her porch with the word “Mystery” inscribed on the top, her interest was piqued.
Best Laid Plans
Beneath its busy streets, iconic monuments and creaky floorboards, the city of London is home to thousands - perhaps millions - of mice. And it is generally agreed that a typical mouse spends their days busily scavenging crumbs, gnawing on wires, and whatever else it is mice do to occupy their time.
Writing when you feel like you have nothing to say
Today was a weird day. I woke up feeling okay, if a little bland. The sun was shining but I didn’t want to go outside. I finished watching “Army of the Dead” on Netflix. I had a virtual hang out with a group of friends who I love dearly. I had lunch.