Being so young I had no idea why I was so afraid of the dark, nor why I hated being in my bedroom quite as much as I did. I didn't question why I felt like this, I just accepted, this was life, I assumed everyone felt the same. It was to be many years…
My Ghosts and Me….part 1
I can't remember when it first started. I was a child and as such I accepted. I had faith in and believed everything I was told. I have such strong memories of some things, yet others, my first day at school for example, I have no memory of. I have spoken before of my quest…
Sweet Potato and lentil dopiaza
It's been a long time since I cooked something worthy of shouting about. I'm not a professional cook, I used to make wedding cakes and cater parties, that sort of thing, but at the end of the day I am a forty something housewife trying to make the best of the first class produce grown…
Writing My World 