There seems to be an age cut off point, beneath which the word ‘melon’ is impossible to pronounce. In our house we have lemons for melons, something that always makes me laugh. Funnier still was the fact that I was
This is a story about a wonderful, warm, intelligent woman, who loves her son and has watched him grow into a fine young man.
I love Josie’s writing workshop, but I don’t often get the chance to take part. This week is no exception, but I’m delighted to be guest posting on behalf of a special friend. I know it’s not always easy to
Beryl was an amazing woman. Eyes full of love, cheeks ruddy from a lifetime of smoking, laughing and sweating it out in a hot kitchen, hair crying out for a hot oil treatment and a waistline that she swore was
It’s been a busy week… this is meant to be a post considering the commoditisation of creative services, and it will be – one day. In the meantime I’m off on holiday with my lovely family to laugh, play, read