After my last post, about my cousin riding in an Austin 7 racecar, I remembered that there had once been a passage about his and my brother's fascination with cars in my book. Our house was built on piers on a sloping block, so that as a young child I could stand to my full height underneath … Continue reading Boys and Their Toys
Musings on Life, Love & Other Philosophy
Didn’t We Have a Lovely Time The Day We Went to Bangor – or words to that effect.
I wrote this post on the train coming home last night. When I woke this morning, my better judgement told me not to publish it. But here it is now, nearly bedtime, and as I am in the midst of reading The Picture of Dorian Gray, it seems quite tame in comparison to his wickedness, so … Continue reading Didn’t We Have a Lovely Time The Day We Went to Bangor – or words to that effect.
A Serious Post on Domestic Violence
In my very busy role as a retired person, the least booked up days of the week are Tuesday and Friday. So there I was last Friday week (17th Feb), husband out, house to myself, happily sat in front of the laptop working on my manuscript - when the phone rang. It was a reporter … Continue reading A Serious Post on Domestic Violence
The Reluctant Retiree 