A Feed of Fish with Freddie

Throughout the last two decades I have written many short stories.
An idea just would come out of nowhere and sometimes after overhearing a passing conversation or seeing an interesting slice of life. Yes, catching snippets far too good to forget.
Shopping centres are great places for this kind of material.
Just walk about … and stories are just bubbling away everywhere.
And the memories . . . when you reach your 70’s the memories can leak out at the most unexpected times. It’s like someone is giving your head a spring cleaning, and so many once lost moments get disturbed ... and then … they won’t go away until I make them a story.
So being a Storymaker is perhaps a curse?
Most of these stories have MG cars in them and are placed in and about the city of Newcastle New South Wales. Some were once used in magazines and then … lost until now found in my computer files.
So, if you are a light reader, or perhaps you like a short story with an impact, have a rummage through this chocolate-box selection of hard and soft centres.
And there are poems, many many poems, so perhaps they may become another chocolate box, … who knows?
Yes, take a trip through time and find out what once was . . . and, did any of it really happen … or was it just more of my imagination?