Easy As Falling Off A Bike,
by Angharad
part 242.

"Cathy can you help me with this?" Lesley approached me with an open A4 binder.

"She's supposed to be on sick leave," shouted someone else.

Easy As Falling Off A Bed.
by Angharad.
part 20 dozen.

I limped back to bed.

"What's up with you?" said Simon noticing my shuffling gait.

"I think I pulled something weeing."

"What like the flush?" he chuckled to himself.

"Ha bloody ha, no a bit of me."

"I thought you had the bit you used to pull, cut off."

"Simon this isn't funny, it hurts."

Easy As Falling Off A Bike
by Angharad
part 238.

Easy As Going Off A Bloke.
by Angharad.
part 235.

I was sitting on my bed feeling sorry for myself and anger for Simon. He had come up once and I had thrown him out, not literally, he's too big for that. But he didn't stay to hear my tongue lashing, can't say I blame him.

Easy Peasy Lemon Squeezy.
by Angharad.
part 233.

"Swab," the surgeon was sweating as he worked on me.

I could feel everything he was doing to me, but I could neither move nor speak. The agony extended from my groin to the rest of my body. I could hear the tissue squishing and smell the burning of the electro cautery as he cut through my flesh.

Easy As Falling Off A Cloud.
by Angharad
part 231.

I did not want to get up and turned away from the alarm. In doing so my flailing arm caught Simon on his buttocks - he was lying face down, and there was a squeal of agony, which was far louder than the clock radio.

I sat up with a jolt, "Wassamaatta?"

"You hit me," he whimpered.

"What?" I wasn't aware of much at all.

A story based in Wales, though it could be anywhere, of how some people cope with a potentially difficult situation using the one resource we are all capable of using, love.

I hope you will enjoy. Angharad.

Ryan’s Daughter.
by
Angharad.

“Do your homework, Rhiannon,” Heulwen stood with her hands on her hips.

“Aww, Mam, can’t I do it later?”

“You know what we agreed, now go and do it or it’ll be up to bed for you without any stories.”

“Yes, Mam,” Rhiannon sloped off to the dining room and sat at the table again with her books.

Easy As Falling Off A Bike
by Angharad
part 19 dozen.(228)

Thankfully he hadn't hurt himself nor damaged the bike in his fall. "Hey this is good fun," he gasped puffing his way to the top of the hill.

"So they tell me," I replied.

"Hmm I might have to get myself a decent bike," he said to no one in particular.

"What's wrong with that one?"

"Well it's an entry level, isn't it?"

Easy As Falling Off A Train
by Angharad
part 226.

The next morning we were all buzzing with the prospect of Stella coming home. I cleaned her room and changed her bedding and Tom came home with some flowers for her. I got the job of arranging them - why? 'Cos I'm a girl! The logic of men sometimes drives me crazy.

Easy As Falling Off A Bike
by Angharad
part 224.

After showering and dressing, I went to get my breakfast. Simon was busy on the phone, he waved at me to get him some more coffee, which I did.

Charlotte’s Tale,
by Angharad.
part 14.

Nothing much happened for the next few days and I did my practices and occasionally saw Simon, but not Jane. I wasn’t deliberately avoiding her, but neither was I seeking her out, so our paths didn’t cross.

Easy As Viagra Falls,
by Angharad
part 221.

It was dark by the time Simon came for me, I had stayed with the two little girls until the police took them off to social services. I hoped they had a father to look after them.

My car had been taken away, although I had managed to take all my stuff out of it. I was waiting where the police had dumped me, at a motorway services on the M4.

Easy As Falling Off A Recycle.
by Angroanad
part: the latest one.

I went to bed while Simon and Tom chatted and finished off the wine, yes there'd been two bottles but it had been shared between the four of us, well I had two glasses. Consequently, I went to sleep literally minutes after I got into bed. Did I mention a very low alcohol tolerance?

It's seven o clock, I'm going to get up and shower and get my shopping done. I wonder if Stella wants anything? I must check if that Russian woman is still in custody, maybe I could get her a present if she is. I wonder how I find out?

I showered and dressed, as I did so Simon discovered I was no longer in bed. "What are you doing up?"

Easy As Falling Off A Bike

I asked Jemima if she'd like to give Spike the nut and she nodded. She gave the nut gently to the dormouse, who gladly accepted it. It tickled her hand which made her laugh, then when she saw how Spike opened the nut, she shrieked with laughter and the dormouse disappeared.

Easy As Falling Off A Dormouse.
by Angharad & Bonzi
part 213.

We drove to the university followed by Janice and Jemima. Tom grumbled most of the way there, I ignored it, in some ways he was worse than Jemima.

We dropped the stuff at the car and went off for somewhere for lunch, we had just ordered, Tom had a curry for a change and I had a tuna jacket spud with salad, when I heard a voice which was recently familiar.

"Wady, I wike you."

Easy As Falling Off a Bike.
by Angharad,
part 211.

I wondered if she’d told the others of my past, or if she’d do that in school if ever I fell foul of her. I could really do with something powerful on her, that I could use to counter blackmail, sort of like I’d read about with the Cold War, where they called it, ‘Assured Mutual Destruction’.

This was a little worrying. I ran upstairs calling Stella and Tom, but there was no response. I looked in the bedrooms, they weren't there either. Thinking, 'disappeared' = mafia, I rushed downstairs like a whirlwind, nearly falling in the process. Then outside, Tom's Landrover was still there. So where were they?

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad,
part 207.

"Do we want to set any ground rules for this?" I asked.

"Wow, like what?"

"That neither of us insults the other and that if we are feeling upset or uptight, we pause for a moment."

"I came here to tell you how much I love you, not insult you."

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad.
part 205.

I had barely sent it when it rang. It was Simon, hardly a surprise.

"Hello Babe,"

"I didn't think I was your babe anymore."

"Oh," I could hear the pain in his voice. "Oh okay, can I take you out to dinner tonight?"

"That's very short notice," I wasn't feeling helpful.

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad (who actually fell off a bike today!)
part 203.