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	<title>New Writing Cumbria &#187; New Writing</title>
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		<title>The Monthly Flash #03</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2012 15:26:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mick North</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newwritingcumbria.org.uk/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/old-man.jpg" alt="" title="old man" width="150" height="111" class="alignleft size-full wp-image-5610" />A white mountain range rose in the distance and against that backdrop the caribou moved on and on.  Then they vanished.  Fred craned his neck as far as he was able but only the brick terrace across the road now filled his field of vision ...

Read Christine Howe's story, <a href="http://www.newwritingcumbria.org.uk/the-monthly-flash-03/">Day of the Caribou>></a>]]></description>
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		<title>The Weekly Poem #27</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2012 14:55:22 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mick North</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newwritingcumbria.org.uk/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/Void-train-ticket.jpg" alt="" title="Void train ticket" width="150" height="96" class="alignleft size-full wp-image-5596" />Short and sharp, sweet and sour - South Lakeland's former Poet Laureate Maggie Norton gets her ticket punched en route to Penrith in <a href="http://www.newwritingcumbria.org.uk/the-weekly-poem-27/ ">A Late Love Poem>></a>]]></description>
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		<title>The Weekly Poem #26</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Jan 2012 12:55:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mick North</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newwritingcumbria.org.uk/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/Boy-in-a-mill.jpg" alt="" title="Boy in a mill" width="160" height="124" class="alignleft size-full wp-image-5528" />The nearest you can get to loft living in Carlisle, Shaddon or Dixon's Mill is now a huge block of swanky apartments, itself dwarfed by the defiant finger of Dixon's Chimney. Kathleen Jones's great grandad knew it before the floors were sanded.

<a href="http://www.newwritingcumbria.org.uk/the-weekly-poem-26/">Read the poem, Dixon's Mill>></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Working Nights &#8211; A Festive Flash</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Jan 2012 20:59:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mick North</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newwritingcumbria.org.uk/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/Xmas-gift.jpg" alt="" title="Xmas gift" width="118" height="130" class="alignleft size-full wp-image-5457" />Our Consulting Flash Fiction Editor, Brindley Hallam Dennis, sent us this story in the Christmas hols, in the hope that we might be able to rattle it out in a truncated Christmas issue of The Weekly Word. Sadly, we were so truncated by confectionery and cut-price single malt that we couldn't get off the sofa. So treat this offering by Jenny Harrow as a late Christmas card and unexpected gift.

Read <a href="http://www.newwritingcumbria.org.uk/a-festive-flash/ ">Working Nights>></a>]]></description>
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