In the 1960s, when I was still in primary (elementary) school, I lived with my Aunty Myra most school holidays. Aunty Myra was chatty, her sons were grown up, and I was the daughter she'd never had, so I was the recipient of hundreds of her stories. One of those related to a painting that … Continue reading A Study in Brown – Part One
Author: Garrulous Gwendoline
Remembering our Fallen
The call went out for residents to knit or crochet 100 red poppies to commemorate 100 years since the Armistice . . . in the end 430 poppies were "planted" on a section of our lawn. Today, at 11am on the 11th day of the 11th month, we stopped for our traditional one minute of … Continue reading Remembering our Fallen
A Post about Nothing
Forgive me followers, for I have been lax. It's been more than a month since my last epistle. It's not for want of material, nor lack of motivation (oh, alright, I confess - a little bit of that), it's mostly about bad time-management. So this is a little post about nothing, just to plug the … Continue reading A Post about Nothing