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David Nutt

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2021

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A shameful death

David Nutt

Submitted to Contest #278

                                         A shameful death We lived in a large house with a big garden next to the vicarage.The house was situated in a charming village in the south of England. My father was the local doctor and my mother ran a small business selling her imaginative and unusual sculptures. Our home was always a hive of activ...

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Friendship is but fragile

David Nutt

Submitted to Contest #277

 Friendship is but fragile The opening scene is a Wednesday afternoon in the British house of commons. Sir Richard Ffinch was about to speak for the conservative party on defending the British hunting laws. I sat opposite him on the labor benches as the agriculture minister of the opposition party. As Sir Richard stood up to talk, all the memories of our friendship came flowing back to me like the tides cressing the beaches.That friendship formed years ago when we were in our college years, never lasted more than a year. Today I saw him...

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How did it happen?

David Nutt

Submitted to Contest #276

                                   How did it happen? It was one of those bright spring mornings. You could almost hear the resin rising in the trunks of the trees overhanging the streets. I was on my way to shop at the local market. I had just turned down a narrow street when I noticed a young woman standing in a doorway. She appeared to be waiting for a taxi. I did no...

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The black Cat

David Nutt

Submitted to Contest #275

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Was it love?

David Nutt

Submitted to Contest #274

CW: Sexual content                                                 Was it love?It was hot. The type of weather that reduces you to a melted mass of pouring sweat. There I was on a beach without any visible objects of shade and absent of any human presence. I was desperate. Then I saw about hundre...

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A life completely unexpected

David Nutt

Submitted to Contest #273

A life completely unexpected The hedgerows and fields were a seductive green with the occasional bended heads of the wheat fields as I looked out of the train window trundling its way North. I had been away for four years living with a group of aboriginals people south of Ayers Rock, not far from Alice Springs. It delighted me to see the English countryside livestock, enjoying the lush spring grass. They seemed docile and tranquil, so different, from the scorched barren lands of central Australia inhabited by wild animals.I was going ho...

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A strange heart warming meeting

David Nutt

Submitted to Contest #271

                                   A strange heart warming meeting Deep in the land of dreams I heard a hideous sound, an annoying call to rise and shine. Who invented alarm bells or maybe I did not spend the time to select a more agreeable one. I turned over to see my wife had already risen. I was thankful that the chaotic mornings of having young children had long pas...

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The love of cooking

David Nutt

Submitted to Contest #270

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Objects

David Nutt

Submitted to Contest #269

                                                        Objects As the clouds of eternal darkness were slowly dominating my life I sat in my study in a complacent mood. My life had been rich in traveling throughout the world with the added joy of finding and buying i...

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The Organist

David Nutt

Submitted to Contest #268

The organistI sat there basking in the thunderous clapping and cheering that was filling the great church with sounds that seemed to make the great dome above vibrate. In front of me is an exceptional organ which in its present state dates back to the 18th century. I had just finished a Bach concert played on this magnificent instrument that has some 6,600 pipes and 110 wooden stops. Listening to the noise the  audience was making I had achieved my life’s dream of being recognised as a great organist. All those years of practice and ded...

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Life's hidden surprises.

David Nutt

Submitted to Contest #267

                                      Life’s hidden surprises It was a rainy, gray day with dark ominous clouds hanging over Saint Pauls. At noon my mother’s burial service was scheduled to begin. For the last two hours my father and his four children had stood in line at the entrance of the great cathedral greeting numerous mourners shaking hands and spe...

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The day my world collapsed

David Nutt

Submitted to Contest #266

The day my world collapsed I must have been six years old when early one morning my mother came into my bedroom room with her eyes shedding a stream of uncontrollable tears. Her body was shaking with emotion. She grabbed me and held me close, planting kisses on my face and hair. It was several minutes before she said. “He left”. At first I had difficulty in understanding what she meant. Slowly I realized she was talking about her husband, my father. “What do you mean he has left”. “ My darling, he has abandoned us”. I have a younger sister. ...

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Listening to one side of a conversation

David Nutt

Submitted to Contest #250

Listening to a one side of a conversationIt was one of those late spring days in Paris, clear blue skies and a warm southerly breeze. The trees had lost that virgin green of the early spring and were in full splendor heralding the summer. I was sitting on a cafe terrace admiring the view. From what I saw from the people passing it appeared this summer was to be the year of shorts, long and daringly short. Without warning my little haven of peace was disturbed by two young women that took seats just behind me. Even before they started talking...

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Amazing.......from despair to the joy of life

David Nutt

Submitted to Contest #249

Amazing…... from despair to the joy of living There he was tap dancing in a pair of work boots with steel toes and metal under the heels. First it started by a seductive rhythmic tapping sound on the tiled floor of the bar. The sound picks up pace with a haunting beat. He then jumped up on a stool and performed a few taps as though he was beating on a drum. In a quick move he transferred to his feet tapping to the bar counter dancing with amazing skill amongst the beer glasses. He stopped at the far end. The crowd cried out for more. He came...

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Art in all its crazy forms

David Nutt

Submitted to Contest #239

Art in all its crazy forms I had a very unusual up-bring. Let me explain. I was born to parents that were well known portrait painters. In fact to be more precise the definition would be traveling portrait painters. By the time I was born their mood of lifestyle had proved quite successful. That meant they regularly traveled between New York, London, and Paris. They could afford keeping an apartment in each capital and renting a studio when required. They were well known in each city and in fact had a waiting list of clients anxious to hav...

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