Autobiography

I didn't want to do it

I must have been about 6, and as usual I was the only girl. Only boys in our neighbourhood – ‘something in the water’ old ladies sniggered to each...

The House that Badger Built - part 2

Having returned from my week's babysitting stint, I was anxious to get to my garden and see what had happened to my uninvited guest. I suppose I was...

Leggings -All on a summer's morning...

Dame Warty and her son were awaiting news from their sources on the balcony as they feigned royalty and practiced their individual royal waves - to...
Cherry

Dignified

I've watched people dying... nursed elderly grandparents, declining. Had the call - best friend in a car crash, killed outright. I've seen animals,...
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Taking The Rough With The Smooth

Dear Diary...It was the middle of the 1970s , probably about 1977, the day I took a job looking after a three year old for a landlord and his wife...

Do You Remember

Do you remember the serene pace of life enjoying every day in our Florida paradise? Feelings of rejuvenation as we wandered miles and miles of soft...

The Uninvited Guest

I like living alone. I like doing my own things, when I want to. I like not having to weed my garden, that only I see, or dust my house, that only...

Flame-thrower

(In the style of rap) Music accompaniment: RJD2 - Ghostwriter The paper says I made a home-made flame-thrower I call bullshit, I'm a hardcore...

Dead Famous, Famous Dead

I almost bumped into my latest celebrity crush the other day at Birmingham New Street railway station. I’ll not give the name. Far too embarrassing...
Gold cherry

I reclaimed red

I reclaimed red. I reclaimed it while I was still bleeding, hobbled my way into town and bought the beautiful impractical expensive shiny red shoes...