Thank You, Next

2018… well what can I say? It’s the end of a chapter, time to call it a day. But first let’s reflect on the year that’s gone by, The poignant moments that made us collectively rejoice/scream, “Why oh why?!” Brexit updates and France taking home the World Cup, Dominated much of the tabloids, as well … More Thank You, Next

The Man On The Train

He’s an older man, most likely in his early seventies. Smartly dressed in a dark grey and white checkered suit, but you can tell that it’s not a special occasion, he always dresses like this. His arms are crossed and resting neatly upon a rounded stomach that moves up and down with each long breath … More The Man On The Train

To My Fellow Bloggers

Don’t write to be read, Follow your heart not your head. Always be open to inspiration, Don’t get bogged down by frustration. You can’t always force the words to come out, Wait until you have something to talk about. Patience is key with this blogging stuff, You’ll have that light-bulb moment soon enough. Just keep … More To My Fellow Bloggers

A Strained Bond

She claims to hate her. Forever criticising and disapproving of everything she does. She vows to be proud if she turns out nothing at all like her. She doesn’t understand her she says, she never has, she never will and she doesn’t want to. But she doesn’t hate her. Far from it in all honesty, … More A Strained Bond

Sick Day

I’m assuming the foetal position on the front room sofa. A small square pillow is lodged between my knees, another is pressed against my belly like a shield. Enveloped in my floor length violet dressing gown, hood and all, My silver laptop is positioned on the oak coffee table in front of me. The opening … More Sick Day