Autobiography

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Zounds!

I was waiting in a patchwork waistcoat with my Martin guitar outside the gates of the V&A wondering if they’d ever show. My brief to provide...
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Poetry and That

Something stirs, something breathes...

Going Home

When I met my future husband, almost the first question he asked was “Are you prepared to live in England?” I suppose if I had said “No”, that would...

I lay my heart bare

Of all the forms that the ghost of sorrow can take, guilt is the ugliest one and I have been possessed by the ugliest one. It has made my heart...

The Portrait

Place: a picnic table outside Lady Nascent's Estate, The Village Those involved: Jean Day, who writes mainly historical and family history books John...

Leggings - my netbooks is temporary poorly.

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My little netbook is very poorly, makes me feel incredibly sad, leggings is in flux - the movements of ants towards the centre of the known universe...

Musings -- from a Stroke Victim

It was fourteen years ago the dragon’s teeth bit their way unexpectedly into my system in the form of a debilitating stroke. And in 2014, I continue...
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The Solemn Book of my Life

A solemn book with a transparent cover baring the folio of a solitary life the binding thread-bare smudges of dried glue shackling the tattered...

Leggings - Henry's evil weebles.

"The evil weebles of the churches are said to be out in force earlier this week, an invitation to talk about her early experiences as L. Abright was...

Visiting Slimbridge

[birds, ducks, swans … and …!]