Category Archives: Socks, spoons, stones and sunsets
Bush fires, long spoons and lightning
The old Coca Cola chiller was a solid red beast of a thing. No see-through door on the side – no door at all – just a lid on the top. It hadn’t worked for years, what with it being … Continue reading
Slacks, golf – and George
When, in 2004, we moved up north to Liverpool, we bought a house in complete ignorance of the district’s main attraction: ten minutes’ walk from our front door was a long, sandy beach. I knew the land came to an … Continue reading
The witch’s cauldron
Hubble bubble. Toil – and so much trouble. It’s been a while since I penned a post. Titles sit alphabetically festering in my file. Symbols, waiting to lead into eloquent cries of woe. Painful shrieks of angst. Or even, you … Continue reading
Africa, the first time. Passports are important things.
You learn a lot from travel, not always the obvious things about culture, diversity, language and stuff. My first trip to Africa taught me that you really should keep your passport up to date. Especially if you have ‘journalist’ as your … Continue reading
Douche bags, a Bluebell Girl & Tex hits the ground in London Town
Are you shocked? Are you British? Are you American? All these things I wonder as I type the term ‘douche bag’. It’s not a term I like. I’ve never used it. But Facebook keeps offering me a shopping bag boasting … Continue reading
Oh, sweet-heart! (and why you don’t need a cake tin to make a sponge cake)
I’ve thought a lot about the warthogs and I’ve reached a conclusion. They’re not going to stop me. I need out. I need to shop – no, don’t be sexist, not that kind of shopping, food shopping. I’m cooking for … Continue reading
Suzy’s cabin, a missed appointment & a little yellow pill
‘I’ve got a cabin on the game reserve – you can borrow it if you like.’ That’s Suzy speaking. She’s in Swaziland with the US Peace Corps and has the most amazing hair – long, naturally blonde, it falls nearly … Continue reading
MEMOIRS OF A HUSK 