Every year my family and I went camping, invariably to Cornwall or Devon.
Every year my family and I went camping, invariably to Cornwall or Devon.
We lived in a cul-de-sac. A modern 1960s-built sort of square dead-end. Our house was embedded within the square or rectangle of houses which sat around a central patch of grass.
When I saw him, the night before, he looked his usual size.
Within the past week some pretty amazing things have happened to me. Not externally but internally...
I'll start by telling you my life story...
Valentine's Day is okay really, but not for everyone...
A little collection of thoughts on an organism
Another cop menacingly came down my side and the third cop was pointing his gun at the back window essentially having us all covered
Unusual. an apology to somone who cna never read it.
Biography of a friend, a dedicated politician and daughter of refugees. "Just call me Ruth" is an appreciation of a woman to be admired.
It would not be misplaced to have the town’s border sign stating: ‘Abandon hope some of ye who enter here’ -
Was rather upset when i wrote this. What girls do to you eh ;)
My first thought was that these ladies had suffered quite terrible paper rounds when younger.
You never see these people at dentists, nobody does. I’d bought the first tree offered and tried to fit into my car which was a tad shorter than the tree