I am woken in the middle of the night by fretting. It’s every bit as urgent as a loud bang…
Author: Vivienne
Analgesics and War Horse…
The Welfare System finally came through for hubs. When we would come to England, regardless of how long we stayed,…
Half Full…
On Saturday mornings we lie in bed or at least I do, I shove hubs out at about 8 something…
You Were Right Mum…
My school teacher daughter has returned to school, college as they refer to it here. She sorted through all the…
New Fangled Things…
I belong to a reading/critique group in America where five of my best friends gather every month to alternately discuss…
My Winter Days…
When I return from walking in the afternoons I start to peel off the layers. The flat stays warm although…
The May Tree Is Out…
Today hubs came out with me for a walk. “Are you wearing your long johns?” he asked. Well, I’m English…
The Nightingale…Kristin Hannah
In love we find out who we want to be. In war we find out who we are. With…
Shrove Tuesday…
Today is Shrove Tuesday and I was too full from stew, eaten earlier in the afternoon, to bother with the…
Pancakes…
Shrove Tuesday, Mardi Gras, Fat Tuesday, Pancake Day. Call it what you may, it’s celebrated worldwide by Christians and pagans…