Fiction Tiny Stories
The Parrot Who Remembered the Recipe
Nobody in the family had ever written down Nana Rosa's lemon cake, and it took them three failed attempts to realise that the grey parrot in the kitchen had been listening all along.
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The Oak on Tanner Road Turns Fifty
Nobody on Tanner Road could agree on anything, until someone found the date the oak outside number twelve was planted and pinned a birthday card to its trunk.
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The Barber Who Kept the Book of First Haircuts
Behind the till of a small barber shop sits a fat green ledger holding forty years of first haircuts, and one Saturday a man came in asking to see his own page.
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The Crossword That Took the Whole Train
Someone left a half-finished crossword on the morning train with a note saying over to you, and for a week the carriage quietly finished it together.
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The Shed With the Visitors Book
It holds a kettle, three mismatched mugs, a folding chair and a notebook on a nail that nobody started on purpose and nobody has ever stopped.
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The Station Piano That Learned One Tune
Every weekday a stranger plays the same little waltz on the platform piano, and the one morning he did not turn up, the whole station found out it had been listening.
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The Postbox That Gets a New Hat Each Season
Nobody has ever seen the knitter, but four times a year the postbox on the corner wakes up wearing something new.
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The Bookshop Chair Nobody Owns
There is one armchair in the shop, in the corner by the poetry, and thirty years of customers have worked out the rules without anyone writing them down.
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The Letterbox at the End of the Lane
It was decommissioned in 1998 and sealed with a metal plate, and people have been posting letters into it ever since.
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The Bus Driver Who Waited for the Runner
The 7:42 leaves at 7:42, except on the four mornings a week when it leaves at 7:43, for reasons the timetable does not record.