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Category Archives: Nostalgia
Caring.
I have placed this entry under Nostalgia. The nostalgia I feel is for my life, as I have become a carer and my life is no longer my own. I have experience of the role of a carer; twenty five … Continue reading
Fair at Bantock House Museum
I’m happy to say I’ll be exhibiting at a brand new fair at Bantock House Museum, this Sunday 21st October. The fair, so far, is small, (about a dozen stands) but all fairs have to start somewhere, and this fair, … Continue reading
then, after it rained, it really started to pour……
It would be hard to tell you quite how bad things are except to say that, on top of everything, I have a virus. This one has 48 hours of flu-like symptoms followed by (so far) four days of rampant … Continue reading
Beyond the blue horizon.
It’s nature’s consolation prize for a rubbish summer. It’s the antithesis of foot long slugs. It’s the antidote to endless mud tramped up the hall carpet. It’s a rainbow. This was a really good one, filling the whole sky out … Continue reading
The worst.
It is sadly inevitable that sometimes in life, the worst will happen. Yesterday it did Russell caught and killed Pasha. Russell is the big son of the two of our son’s cats, who currently live with us. Pasha was next … Continue reading
Jubilations and the Queen’s rain.
I had been lamenting the absence of a street party in my immediate vicinity, though there was one about six streets away. With typical British reserve I knew I could not possibly attend being five streets unqualified. What really unqualifies … Continue reading
The Woolworth’s plant graveyard.
The demise of British high street retailer Woolworths has had an effect on more areas of my life than I could possibly have imagined, not least, the garden. Being an innate rather than educated gardener – my father’s firm belief … Continue reading
Archaeology down the drain.
Postings may be infrequent at present due to the amount of time spent sitting indoors watching the drought pouring down, causing the absolute need between the downpours to get out there and do something. I was never very outdoorsy as … Continue reading
We need to tell our children.
The information revolution seeps into the ears of our children every hour they are awake. From television, from cable, from social networking sites, from Internet, from phones, from the varieties of multimedia including all those not in existence now this … Continue reading
QVC and that girl from West Bridgford
In the early 1970s I was a young teacher in Nottingham. Into a new block of furnished flats in Rise Park, I moved myself, my clothes, my sewing machine and my little black and white television from home. After a … Continue reading