We've all done it, sat down with a coffee, maybe exhausted, maybe bored, but for whatever reason we've picked up our phone and started scrolling, or maybe it should be called stalking? Too strong a word? Let's see. It all starts off innocently enough, friends have just come back from some far flung corner of…
My Ghosts and Me part 3
I don't want you to think I had an unhappy , because I didn't. I had the childhood I had, it was all I knew. I know now I had a tough childhood. In secondary school I had very low esteem, but I was independent. I knew how to fend for myself, I was confident…
My Ghosts and Me …..part 2
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…
Ghosted Again, New Nails and A Birthday Cake Dilemma…..
I know, I know, if only I'd taken my own advise and not messaged I wouldn't have been ghosted, but to be honest when do I do the right thing? Even if I try to do the right thing, I usually mess it up. This whole sorry mess started with me doing the right thing.…
So that was 2021 (Part Three)
I didn't tell anyone about the incident, apart from the police, for a long time. I had a passenger in the Jeep, we'd been shopping in the city, as we often did. Without a rearview mirror, she didn't see the danger closing in. The first she knew, was when I started screaming, put the accelerator…
Updated update on the Baby Blanket🌼
Edging is completed 🌸 The baby blanket is finished......well the design and implementation is I still have to tie up the loose ends. Loose ends Every time I tell myself.....finish off as you go. Do I? No, of course I don't. I'll be back soon with the finished blanket 🏵️
Excerpt from Tales of My Mother
A currant WIP I'm working on. A humorous look at how a 60 something is trying to remember why & how she knows people, yet shares no past with them. Throw in the fact her Father wanted a boy not a girl, her Mother works on a strict...need to know basis.....& a long lost friend…
A Shadow of my Life
Barbara looked in horror at the dress her mother proudly held up. The all too familiar Marks & Spencer label was clearly visible so it hadn't been cheap, & there would be no discussion about whether she liked it or not. ' Well go on then. Try it on' her mother was saying whilst shaking…