I am maladroit with an awful inevitability. I will catch something, bump something, rip it, stain it with chocolate, trip over it, put a heel through it, get stuck in it.
I stopped using an umbrella when I had my son James and I had to push his pram in
…that people who don’t care for the truth about you will debase themselves to any level to avoid hearing it. They will spread gossip; they will talk over you; they will shout you down; they will insult you; they will laugh at you; they will walk away, all without
Here’s a little post about the tulips in my garden. I am still getting to grips with the difference between posts and notes on here. Bear with me if I’ve got it wrong.
Every autumn I have a conversation with my friend Kiran who does my garden, about
I'm posting this link to the latest post from my blog to see if it will appear as a post if I do it like this. Direct postings have ended up in "Notes" Please bear with me. I'm just learning this.
I'm posting this link to the latest post from my blog to see if it will appear as a post if I do it like this. Direct postings have ended up in "Notes" Please bear with me. I'm just learning this.
