Thirty years ago I was working as the phone room manager at Rainbow-Ticketmaster in Dallas. I had two sons, Ian…
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.
Memory Clinic…
In England we have Memory Clinics. My mother used to go to one to rule out dementia, or as it…
Sprout Waiting…
The time for Sprout to be collected, after the Mexican resort holiday on the beach, came and went. Simon, our…
Sprout Too…
We get an edible magazine. That doesn’t mean it can be eaten after it’s been read, though that’s a novel…
San Miguel de Allende…
To celebrate the one year anniversary of Hubs’ knee surgery we went to Mexico. Not to the beach but inland…
Arborlights…
There’s a really pretty ridge at Footlights, overhung by trees making it shady and grassless and cool. It backs onto…
