You know those days when you knock over the sugar bowl and accidentally decapitate your sister in law…

Actually, that isn’t what this post is about at all – it’s just a draft title I wrote ages ago …

What love is

It’s been more than a month – and I still look across to his grave, on the other side of …

What you can learn from your neighbourhood psychopath…

A letter to my children… People are like buffets.  You know how, when you come down for breakfast in a …

Forget the mouth, it’s all about the feet

To my children, I don’t know about you but I’m a sucker for words.  I believe almost anything anyone tells …

Get rid of of that unsightly….embarrassment

To my children. Kids, I used to be the Mistress of Embarrassment – as I don’t need to tell you. …

Ok you up there, can we go home now?

A Birthday Poem This day you’re turning fifty four, Another year less, to know you more. I am not you. …