You only live once, make the most of it!
I am a wearer of hats. One day – four hats – same head underneath. I think. Hat 1 – 6.15am This morning it’s a struggle to leave the house; so much to do and I daren’t be late. Dirty washing flung into the machine, sandwiches made, fruit sliced, yoghurt poured, cake cut, bags packed,…
 Half way along the carefully tended flowerbed, I stop. Or at least, inside me stops; the outside of me carries on strolling, admiring the dahlias. No-one will have noticed – not least my husband, who is walking half a step ahead of me, mentally selecting plants for our garden.  It is the cerebral…
The sky is a perfect china blue and the breeze warm on our backs as we wander through the village. I don’t know how many times we’ve walked up this road, but today is still special, although the reason is unspoken. Today is a day to celebrate us.  Ahead is the big house, its…
Today’s Review is plastered with stories about being single, unmarried and…*gasp*… HAPPY!!! I almost cried at the fact that people are finally realising that you dont need to be married or seeing anyone to be happy… The two things that struck me most in the different articles were… 1. When comparing marriage to eternal bliss,…
The banter last night on the Mercy post got me thinking… would you really want to be Owen? If I was a guy, I probably wouldn’t.  Owen is in his early – or maybe mid – thirties. He has a dead end, poorly paid job in middle management that increasingly frustrates him because he’s…
I dream that I am putting flowers on my father’s grave. They are deep purple, his favourite colour, and I somehow know that it is nearly Christmas. I walk along tight rows of burials, lying head to toe and only inches apart. Some of the earth covering the bodies has fallen away so I can…