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Auntie Pam’s Postcard<\/strong><\/p>\n Dear Kylie,<\/p>\n Saw this in the motorway services – I know you like pandas.<\/p>\n You\u2019d be expecting a card from Scotland, but we\u2019ve only got as far as Doncaster \u2013 it\u2019s your Uncle Raymond\u2019s erratic bowel movements again. He blames it growing up in a house with an outside toilet. But he needs to lighten up a bit: since he\u2019s retired, he\u2019s taken to reading out loud to me bits from a book called \u2018Constipation and Our Civilisation.\u2019<\/p>\n It was very kind of you and Harrison to lend us the motorhome, but I\u2019m afraid we\u2019ve decided that The Freedom of the Open Road is not for us. Harrison’s gift, \u2018A Hundred and One Sri Lankan Curries,\u2019 was a nice thought, but perhaps not an ideal recipe book for a motorhome.<\/p>\n We\u2019ll be returning the motorhome shortly to you and Harrison. Just as soon as we\u2019ve replaced the chemical toilet, which is slightly damaged.<\/p>\n Love from Auntie Pam<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Michael Bloor<\/strong> is a retired sociologist living in Dunblane, Scotland, who has discovered the exhilarations of short fiction, with more than fifty pieces published in Ink Sweat & Tears, The Drabble, Everyday Fiction, The Copperfield Review, Firewords, Litro Online<\/em> and elsewhere.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Auntie Pam’s Postcard Dear Kylie, Saw this in the motorway services – I know you like pandas. You\u2019d be expecting a card from Scotland, but we\u2019ve only got as far as Doncaster \u2013 it\u2019s your Uncle Raymond\u2019s erratic bowel movements again. He blames it growing up in a house with an outside […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-20271","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20271","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=20271"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20271\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":20333,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20271\/revisions\/20333"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=20271"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=20271"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=20271"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}