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The musings of an elderly observer of what can be seen in other people’s shopping trolleys.

If your life is unbearable, what do you wish for? Rewrite of something posted in response to an IP nine years ago. Old IPs never die, they just get much needed edits...

I had a recurring dream as a child ,that I have a brother and that we live together in Celtic times. We explore the ruins the rural landscape and...

The early 1980s were a scary time for parents with toddlers. A week did not go by without the media reporting children developing Reye’s syndrome, an often fatal condition following a viral infection like the flu or chickenpox.

To be young a bride your beauty must not be of jewels gold adorning and braiding hair, beauty is vain charm is deceit, favour is fickle, beauty fades...

I love a proper Sunday. No intention of going anywhere. Proper coffee and slow-cooked sticky sausages for breakfast. Pottering in your jammies. Minor...

One imagines that one can rise up above the earth and fly among the stars and planet rounds and rounds to further still, the milky way and way beyond...

A BUTTERFLY , PT 1 Like being in a fish tank. That’s how he would have described it to the shop assistant, had she asked. But she didn’t. Judging by...

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] One of those thieves crucified acknowledged his guilt and his shame. He’d even reviled, mocking Jesus, but...