The cul de sac prompt at Phoenix Writers’ Group a few weeks ago brought up a vivid recollection of being ill as a child; specifically being ill with pneumonia. The story grew, and for some unknown reason a doppelganger, ‘Hyde’ character appeared entangled in my prota

  Today, following on from Anne’s unicorn on the bus, we are going to create another extraordinary story world.   This world will be shaped around an AVENUE or CUL DE SAC, probably in the past, where an extraordinary, magical neighbour lives at number 9!   You’re going to explore the

The cul de sac has long been a fascination for me with Carol Ann Duffy’s wonderful Stafford Afternoons evoking a lost time of melting tarmac and challenged innocence. I am a child of the 1960s and remember living in Chapel En le Frith on an avenue and a cul de sac too.   I can e