I'm cold inside

I’m cold inside With out you by my side I had to let you go You know I had no more fight left in me It was not worth it in the end To try and hold on to you

It was the right thing for me to do

It was the right thing to do To let you go I had enough I could not take no more You never held me like you use to Never phone me like you use to But you never let me go

My Face Depicts

Looking in a mirror can be debilitating. That is, if you believe everything you see, the facial lines, bags under eyes, and aging features. Yes, eyes sparkle and their twinkle is redeeming.

Laid to Rest

"Well, Mr.Amberton, we meet at last. Do you remember your former colleague Mark, my husband? Of course you do, don't you."

The favourite Psalm

Psalm 23 – the testimony, and the offer

Coasting Chapter Four

Tuesday

The Hundred and Ten Pound Novel - Chapter IV

The plot thickens. And after this Thanksgiving weekend, so does the author.

The Slap BBC 4

The Slap based on Christos Tsiokas’s novel, which I haven’t read, is the ripple effect in action. We are more than half way through the series now and I wasn’t sure at first, but now think it’s the best thing on telly. I wasn’t sure primarily because of the dreaded voice over explaining everything and nothing in an echoy voice. Because it is also big budget fare the voice over has pictures. Harry, the wealthy macho playboy, for example, imagines...

The Holy Lance - Chapter 7 Part III

A murder

Seven Fishes in a Pond

We had it all, then; ‘the world – our oyster’

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