My parents’ house and now flat is full of carefully matching furniture. Not like mine! We are hunters down of…
Codswallop
Slang for load of rubbish. My life as an erstwhile homeschooler and the subsequent written musings thereof may verge on codswallop at times. Mostly my day to day musings on life as a boomer exploring happenstances as they come my way are treasures worth recording.
Darkest Hours…
I feel as though I have been through some dark hours in my life. As a trained Stephen Minister and…
A Long Day…
The carpet in our flat looks as though it belongs in a cheap bedsit in Brixton. If you’re in America…
Personal Loan…
I had to register as an elector in order to be considerd for a loan. Now if you’re wondering why…
Commenting…
I read somewhere today, while researching for my show, that we should comment on each other’s posts. The few words…
Personal Belongings…
On the trains, buses and trams we are challenged by the unusual use of words instructing us to do certain…
Oyster…
I’ve talked about public transportation in England and how great it is, well it has always been good, even when…
A Fall…
Each night, Malia and I have a ritual. We take out the rubbish to the dustbins. We’ve done this since…
Happy Birthday Paris…
Twenty-two years ago today I was ready to meet my first daughter. I was excited, I had a flashy brooch…
Driving License…
I didn’t learn to drive until I was 24. Why should I? I’d lived in London all through my late…