Monthly Archives: August 2010

She’s the self-appointed voice of the most marginalised group in society, men.  Yes, ignore the fact that they rule the world in their tailored grey suits raking in millions, we must all feel sorry for them.  You know those poor … Continue reading →

Worms in sand by bay My earliest memory seems less of a memory now than a caption to go with a photo. But once, I clearly remember, remembering a time. A time in childhood when memories were crisp and clear … Continue reading →

I am not in love with this post, but I have decided, i’s better to write and write rubbish, than not write at all.  Writer’s block can only be overcome by writing I guess!  So here is my stab at … Continue reading →

Joanne Harris is my favourite author. She weaves magic between the lines. They arrived on a hot summer’s day in February. Christmas decorations limped from shack to shack, leached to sadness by the sun, neglected as holiday makers returned to … Continue reading →