Thread: a wee story from scribe/The Devil Looks After His Own

Originally Posted by Graeme Sturgeon

Hi Folks, Thanks for all the kind remarks above .
I have had an eighteen month holiday from the forum and NO it wasn't compulsory... I promised mucko if he put this story up I would come back and contribute if I can. My attention actually was caught by the Winter Story Competition and as I had just put "The Devil Looks After His Own" in the last Deer Cullers Magazine I thought it might suit in the Winter Story Competition.
It didn't make it into the competition, but never mind. It was a damned good effort from the seven who did enter and congratulations to the winner.

Getting back on here was an effort, more like an attemted resurrection. My account must have still been working as I received notifications that someone was trying to use it. So the old Scribe is done for and his password is lost.

I am unfamiliar with the forum now and I hope that this 'Reply To Thread' will work. Some of the members that posted regularly a while back seemed to have faded into the ether. The likes of 'dougie' I miss them and I hope they havn't gone for good.

Scribe

Graeme I'm sure if you wanted your old forum handle back the admins could sort it.

Originally Posted by Gibo

Graeme I'm sure if you wanted your old forum handle back the admins could sort it.

Gidday Gibo, I would mind Scribe back he wasn't a bad buggar I don't think . I am not so keen on this fella though.

As I say I tried to slide back into my old skin but there seemed to be an obstacle to that. I don't pretend to know how these things work at all.
I seem to have membership still as my name is still on the list. I must have some sort of an account as I got emails say someone was trying to access my account. I sent an email to admin say that was me, waited a couple of days and reregistered.

I wanted in like I say because I like things like the winter story competition and I have many stories. I had intended to get this one into the competition and I told 'mucko" if he put it up I would climb back on board. But it was not as easy as that.

Scribe