Tag Archives: memory
Knock, Knock
Earlier this year, not long after the long Christmas break, I decided to place my first shopping order of the year. We had finally eaten our way through all that stodgy food and now it was time to put our waists … Continue reading
Where are my keys?
As a child I was interested only in getting away from my parents, having fun outdoors, being allowed to stay up late and getting my hands on as many sweets as I could carry – I lived in a sugar-filled … Continue reading
Clutching at Dreams
I had another one of those wonderful fix-it-all dreams last night where I worked out the solution to a problem that’s been nagging at me for weeks. It was so deliciously simple I had to go over it again and … Continue reading
Banished by Bea Turvey
Scribbled thoughts of a mad woman 