Tag Archives: fog
The little matchgirl. A tale re-told. Part 1 of 2
… when respectable heads were hatted and industrial smoke filled every lung, when automobiles were rare and horses and carts were common, then, lived a poor little match girl. Molly. We join her one cold December day, as … Continue reading
Posted in Fiction, probably
Tagged cigarettes, cigars, factories, fairy tales retold, fires, fog, Hans Andersen, pipes, smoke, tobacco
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A Beatles kind of day
Nights are a bit of a trial at the moment. Sleep comes in shifts, my body grumbling every few hours, forcing me to grab my crutches, prod my way upstairs, then poke my crutch-supported way back down to the bedroom … Continue reading
Posted in Britain now & then, Lancashire & the golf coast
Tagged Beatles, Blue Jay Way, crutches, flowers, fog, Here Comes the Sun, recuperation, Sindy doll, sleeplessness, sun, weddings
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