I was laid in bed thinking last night about the connections we make with other people, especially our families. My brain came up with a metaphor. I get metaphorical at times, it helps me understand the world. Our links to family are the anchor we’re born with, keeping us firmly in place. We learn toContinue reading “Anchor chains”
Family curses don’t exist. Sure, some families seem to suffer more pain than others, but a curse? An actual curse? I don’t think so.’ A family tragedy was the catalyst for Ian Perkins to return to the isolated cottage with his wife and young son. But now they are back, it seems yet more griefContinue reading “Review: ‘Broken Branches’, by M. Jonathan Lee”
I was on auntie duties this morning; my nephew needed a guardian while he’s at his fishing club. So there I was. It’s rather lovely, I haden’t been to this particular park in Immingham for at least twenty-five years. It had changed a lot. The park is a lot better, there’s a skate park nowContinue reading “Saturday morning at the lake”
A few days ago my sister wrote about family, and I’ve been pondering the same subject myself, at about one in the morning when sleep alludes me. My family are extremely important to me but I have found my definition of ‘family’ doesn’t always line up with other people’s. I have gone through, and continueContinue reading “Most precious things…”
So, I mentioned earlier that I’m a little anxious about moving on Thursday. I rang my sister this afternoon and am now feeling better about it. Unfortunately, ignorance has thrown me for a loop. I want to cry. It’s ridiculous.
Good afternoon lovely readers, how are you? Enjoying the summer? As you might have guessed I’m in rather a jaunty mood. I had a good weekend and today
This weekend was great, until I came home.