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*dances*

Refuge of Delayed Souls - Volume One - RoYds
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Posted by Miladysa at 8:41 PM 11 Comments

2007

Moorlands Hospital, a former local authority care home and prior to that, an infectious diseases hospital, was set back from the main road and accessible via a smaller private road of its own. To either side of the main entrance were two long, timbered sun lounges which, judging by their corridor style appearance, were additions to the older structure of the building sometime in the 1970s. Most of the windows were boarded up.

The main building was built of grey stone. Above the third storey and just under the apex of the stone-slated roof was a date stone which read, “Moorlands Workhouse 1868”. The exterior of the building was bleak and foreboding, having long fallen into disrepair and been neglected for a number of years –- a decade, possibly two.

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Posted by Miladysa at 11:20 PM

2007

Elizabeth looked across her desk at Paul Sharney; the young man sitting opposite her, and cast her mind back to the last evening they had spent together. A wave of nostalgia washed over her and carried her back through time. In an instant, she was sitting on a stool watching him play bass guitar and singing along with the other members of the band. His long brown hair curtained his face and gently danced upon the shoulders of his white cheesecloth shirt. He looked across the room towards her and smiled. They both knew it was over between them. The only problem would be in finding the right words.

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Posted by Miladysa at 9:48 PM

Winter 1690

Lady Mabel Theawicke paced the room like a cat possessed and fought to regain some control over her senses; all emotion apart from rage appeared to have abandoned her. Her killer leaned nonchalantly against one of the heavily ornate posts of the bed, his arms folded across his chest and a smirk fixed upon his handsome face.

“You cheated me! You promised to make me one of you!” she screamed at him.

“I promised nothing of the sort –- you cheated yourself!” His words were calm and confidently delivered.

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Posted by Miladysa at 11:55 PM

Mini MiLady with a Sparkler



Bonfire Night was last Thursday, on the 5 November, and it came close to not happening at all this year. It had poured down all day and only stopped just after it went dark.























This one is for you Jeevan


The bonfire gathering we attended was held in the village square and organised by The Red Lion, a pub known to locals as the Cat.




























The Doctors Crypt


The bonfire setting was moorland next to the cobbled rake leading down from the cemetery. The stone steps and pathway leading up to it was treacherous due to the rain. Only the very brave made it to the top. We took shelter in the grounds of the Doctors Crypt and watched the flames from there. I plan to tell you all about the Doctors in another post.























Tatty Pie and Black Peas


It was a dark, cold and wet night, the kind on which you need good, traditional, Lancashire food to keep you going. Sir H is tucking into potato pie with black peas. The black peas have to be eaten with lashings of salt and vinegar - it may not be politically correct, but eh bay gum, it hits the spot!

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Posted by Miladysa at 11:25 AM 15 Comments