Chris Platt
/ GreyThoughts.InfoAbout how I became…
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… a line from a gangster film I saw once, ever since I can remember I wanted to be… a writer. To me, being a writer was better than being the heavyweight champion of the world, better than playing football for England or for Manchester United…
By Chris Platt
The true story of the lengths my …
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…was just finishing his shift at the butchers shop on Thursday afternoon, when the shop owner, Louis patted him on the …
By Chris Platt
… found a free seat on the bus. As the bus trundled its way across the city, he rummaged in his rucksack for his pen and paper. The traffic was the usual rush-hour gridlock. He didn’t mind the morning slog. The journey to work gave him chance to work on his latest...
By Chris Platt
…took a sip of his pint of beer and sighed. It had been a bad day at the office, so rather than chilling on his sofa that evening, he’d opted to go to the pub over the road for a few drinks. He ordered a pint of cold, crisp lager and found a spot on a stool at a tall…
By Chris Platt
…had been dating Ryan Barrett for just over twelve months. Things were going well. They were going strong. Judy was happy with where things were going, and hopeful and excited to see what the future held for the two of …
By Chris Platt
… pulled her taxi cab up to the kerb. Her next passengers waved as she approached. They were a couple in their seventies and were lugging music cases and stands with them. As they clambered in the back, with all their luggage, Wendy asked where they …
By Chris Platt