Category Archives: Irene Hinton-Mullins

Irene Hinton-Mullins writing

15 minute sketch on Magical Realism

During a recent mini workshop at the Pens group, this was Irenes ‘on the spot’ writing exercise. Standing at a bus stop near the Fire Station in Birmingham on a chill, blustery day, was a hungry mature art student, being … Continue reading

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Fireworks

A fun pices from Irene hinton-Mullins on the recent colorful festival Oh China!  What did you do? Sulphur, Charcoal & Saltpetre. Yes, it was you! Who invented Gunpowder. Celebration Fireworks, Then a battle tool If any animal nearby lurks It … Continue reading

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People Back to Back

“Where were we last night?” “I don’t remember.” “Were we at the Green Man?” “Nah!” “We must have been in the Sun then.” “Oh yeh! I remember the blonde with the big shelf.” “I’ve got a date with her tonight.” … Continue reading

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The 39 steps down

Sally & Jane were twins of seventeen years of age; they were very keen on hockey, netball & swimming.  One day they spoke to their parents saying that they would like to go pot-holing. Their father & Mother looked at … Continue reading

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The Other One

Norah had wanted a child but it was really not the time to have one. Jim her husband was not much more than an errand boy for Wrenson’s, he was not as thrilled as a Father to be should be. … Continue reading

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Look Up in Birmingham

On the number 16 Bus route and parts of central Birmingham we have some very beautiful old architecture. Starting from Hamstead Village, here are some of the sites or sights that I look out for because I enjoy them immensely … Continue reading

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Coincidence

Francesca had spent half of her life living with a man and rearing his children, when they first met Vincent’s wife had been committed to a psychoanalysing hospital, their children were young and he needed someone to look after them … Continue reading

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The Journey to Altafula

Eventful and adventurous was the second journey I ever took abroad. It was a gloomy October in 82 when my friend’s husband Tony, a guard on British Rail arranged the itinerary of our journey to Altafula in Spain. Our whole … Continue reading

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A Long Way Down

“Oh hell!! It’s a long way down.” Dai exclaimed. He suffered from claustrophobia and fear of the dark. Dai had been attending the sheep and at twilight was making his way back to the farm for dinner. It was that … Continue reading

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Paradise Not Forgotten

They twirled, floated, danced and shimmered, the motes upon the beam of sunlight. Above me a soft green canopy of gently twisting leaves in a southern breeze. Shafts of light drifted from the Harebell blue flecks of the silken sky. … Continue reading

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