Formed over forty years ago, our Writers Circle is based in Felixstowe, Suffolk. Meetings are held in The Room at the Top in Felixstowe Library, normally on the first and third Tuesday of each month commencing at 7.30pm and finishing by 10.00pm. Check this weblog for details of meetings.

There is an annual November to November fee of £30, April to November is £20 and June to November £15. For members preferring to pay at each meeting the charge is £5 per meeting. To contact Felixstowe Scribblers simply email scribblers.1@btinternet.com or the Secretary, catherine.stafford1@ntlworld.com

Thursday 9 August 2012

Meeting on 7th August 2012

We had two new members to welcome tonight. One was Janet and the other Anne. Each of them has said that the group was exactly as they thought and apart from first time readers wobbles the evening went well. Janet had brought a short piece to read but Anne had not had the time before the meeting.

Liliane had brought her young granddaughter Thalia as a late night treat fro her. and we had two regulars that had not brought material because of time constraints. Sany, by the way has just been awarded a diploma for Literature and English Language. Well done Sandy.

Members present were Dave Tony Liliane Janet Anne Martin Ray Cathy Sandy Les and yours truly.

Apologies from Dick Beryl and Carolyn.

I had the honour of first reading tonight with UP A GUM TREE, a short tale of a childish escapade that nearly ended in disaster and a decision that to be a missing person for six hours was long enough.

Dave was next with WATCH THE RUSSIANS another true tale of a Russian woman and her son trying to get to Framlingham college. and their journey from London by train.

Tony's story was something you had to be on the spot to have any clue as to the content. One of his wonderful tales using what he called inflated language. This was called A PROBLEM WITH INFLATION.

Susan was next with two short but well constructed poems. She called these both MISSING

Liliane gave us a story involving more members of her family, three women discussing and telling their version of thoughts concerning a relative that went missing years before, called WE NEVER HEARD FROM HER AGAIN.

Janet's MISSING PERSON involved memories of being ten pound poms in Australia in the 60's and her dad's involvement in a search party.

Martin gave us LIKE A FRIDGE FREEZER and was the tale of a dying persons thoughts and the trauma of switching off the life support.

Ray's contribution was THE ONLY PERSON MISSING IS ME. A personal and poignant tale of a stroke and the toll it took on memories by erasing thirty years of them.

Les gave us a jolly tale of a bus driver trying to cheer up a lot of passengers one day by suddenly taking the bus out of service and everyone having a great time at Beccles Fair. This was called THE MYSTERY OF THE 75 BUS.

My apologies for the brevity of the report. I have been suffering this last week. Must be my age.

Barry.