Long ago, I attended a gem of a place called school. I realise I’m only out of education three months, but I’m talking about a while back. And whilst most mornings we would (all 6 of us) fit into the back of my childminder’s tiny car (we were who sardines in a tin got their … Continue reading
I’m not a fan of funerals, as things go. But I was at one today that was different from any funeral I’ve ever attended. I won’t say much about it, except to acknowledge that I have never seen quite such a high percentage of the community with a great story to tell about somebody. I’ve … Continue reading
Belle. From Beauty and the Beast. Looking back on it, it all makes perfect sense. Her obsession with books, her insisting that her father wasn’t crazy despite him being as mad as a hatter (Hi Richie!), her tendency to sing to sheep and other animals like it was going out of fashion. It was pretty … Continue reading
Long long ago, back in a decade of purple shiny leggings and crimped hair, I survived the 90s. As a child. It was tough. But children can be forgiven for 90s fashion. They didn’t know any better really. And photos were less rife then, thank the lord. As this was before the days of broadband, … Continue reading
So long ago when I was but a young ‘un, I would go to my friend Peter’s house. Acquainted since we were merely 1 week old, Peter and I grew up living in each others houses. He lived on the side of the mountain, which provided us with ample adventure territory. I have mentioned my … Continue reading
Cake in the country 