Whilst I was clearing up all the airborne rubbish after the three Guy Fawkes nights (Saturday, Sunday, and Monday the 5th), I reflected that in these days of affluence, ‘Bonfire Night‘ has more to do with noisy and colourful (and very expensive) fireworks than bonfires. Continue reading
We had a lovely canary called ‘Blodwen’. When we rescued her from a tiny cage, we thought it was a ‘she’, because the only sounds to come from it were shrill squeaks. Continue reading
We were in our late fifties, but still very active and forward looking.
Whilst we were preparing our boat for the retirement trip to the Med., we were in the process of having her dragged out of the water for the annual scrubbing of the bottom and the ritual application of antifouling paint. Continue reading
When I first met my present husband, Dave, he had a book on one of his bookshelves which he had read years earlier and he recommended it to me as a good read.
It was certainly that….. very well written and a first hand account of Continue reading
I feel lucky….
I should not still be here….
In the Spring of 1941 when I was very small, our house, at 58 Northbrook Road, Wallasey was Continue reading
We were looking after our three five-year old grandchildren, and had just returned from a long walk along the beach.
I took off my shoe and saw that my big toe had pushed a huge hole in my tights Continue reading