Category Archives: Writing
Preserving Innocence
“Good afternoon this is the school, I am a year six pupil how may I help you?” I heard Mini Son answer assuredly. He took a very important message and wrote it on a sheet of paper I had placed … Continue reading
Broken Sentiment
We had been invited to, probably the last BBQ this summer. It was Saturday afternoon and the sun had been shinning all day. Unusually I had no food to prepare and things were quiet in the house. We were bringing … Continue reading
Pay Back
Gosh! I have never really thought of myself as mixing in the low life world of gangs and criminals. In fact I am very naïve in many ways, probably not a good place to come from as a writer. I … Continue reading
Waste Not : Want Not
I am sorry to admit that my writing; which I would list as my number one passion has had to take a very definite back seat at the moment. I promise this is not an on-going state of affairs but … Continue reading
Battered not Broken
It is so difficult as a mother watching your child hurt themselves. I now also know that it doesn’t get any easier with time. I find it so easy to step back and remember the moment when that perfect little … Continue reading
Fighting Felines
My garden is a permanent battle ground for local cats at the moment. I was tolerant but since the demise of Tetley last summer, who had the monopoly on my garden; the neighbourhood moggy population has decided that I am … Continue reading
Broken Resolutions
Happy New Year. I hope the festive season brought all you desired wrapped in love, health and happiness. My biggest complaint; that it was not long enough, and I feel propelled into the New Year having not stopped for breath. … Continue reading
Achieving the Goal
You join me a week after the end of NANOWRIMO and forgive me if I am a little self congratulatorythis week, but I did manage to complete the mammoth challenge I had laid out for myself and wrote 50,816 words … Continue reading
Tumble Down
The mountain of washing that accumulates in my house is gargantuan. Like the famous Forth Bridge; by the time it is completed, it needs starting again. We own two washing baskets one for the children’s bathroom and one for ours; … Continue reading
Time Passing
We moved from Devon 6 years ago this November and only fleetingly have gone back to visit. Initially we did go back briefly to stay with my mother, refusing to visit any old haunts or even see old friends. It … Continue reading