Inspired by life…
Surfing the Clouds – a novel
Prologue June 18 1990 The rain almost drowned out the sound of retching coming from the cubbyhole in the corner, laughingly described by the manager as an ensuite. Almost but not quite. Carrie shuddered, feeling a sudden chill despite the humid heat in the room. It was quite dark, the thick stone walls pierced by…
Pelourinho
Thirty one years after visiting Pelourinho in the city of Salvador, Bahia, Brazil, we finally got a poster commemorating a concert by the band Olodum framed. I am sharing this story on the anniversary of their concerts – which included a night I will never forget for all the wrong reasons! I could feel him…
The Zoo
“Happy birthday to you, you were born in the Zoo, with the monkeys and the donkeys and the big kangaroo!” sang my brother Michael and his friend Tom, running into the kitchen. I sat on a stair. Mummy said I was born in a hospital. But a Zoo sounded much more exciting. “Hello Katy,” said…
Musings on the menopause
Until recently, menopause was a word whispered quietly when a group of women of a certain age came together, often with a degree of embarrassment because the one raising the subject was the probably the one suffering. And when no one else’s symptoms seemed to match, well, it was time to keep quiet. But menopause…
Remembering Beano
When we first married and moved to Ireland, our family expanded with the addition of a large, lovely, Labrador/Collie cross named Ollie. When Ollie went to doggie heaven, our family had grown to include three children. But we missed the company of a dog, and so we offered a home to a boisterous German Shepherd/Retriever…
I can see clearly now…
I am incredibly fortunate to wake up each morning with perfect vision. Yet just a few months ago I couldn’t see anything clearly beyond my nose without the help of glasses or contact lenses. The transformation is, quite literally, life changing. Towards the end of 2020, after years of prevaricating, I finally took the decision…
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