Amidst recent bouts of coughing and spluttering I have also been over at one of my favourite places – The Carrot Ranch. There Charli Mills gave me a space to bare all and let readers get to know my other … Continue reading
Words have been my playmates for decades. Ever since the Ladybird heroes of the sixties, Peter and Jane, and their huge black letters introduced me to dogs and balls and trees and toys, I have been surrounded by their magic. … Continue reading
After all the Christmas bingeing and before the New Year festivities hit us hard in the belly once more, how about a light dinner? A quick spam sandwich is on the menu here at OMG tonight. I’ve never really paid … Continue reading
If anyone had had a camera to take a photo of my face at the precise moment of discovery, it would have travelled around cyber-space for a century or more. Pure shock, horror, and disbelief. “Who did this? Who the … Continue reading
Heavens to Murgatroyd, I’ve been absent from this space for over two weeks. That’s the equivalent of two years in blog-time. And no, I haven’t been swimming in the Caribbean, nor skiing in the Alps. I haven’t been sent on … Continue reading
I’m going crazy over here. My eyeballs are jumping out of their sockets in befuzzled dismay. When will it ever stop? they are screaming. Give up on the flipping tweaking, woman. We can’t take it any more! There are several … Continue reading
Exactly one year ago today my mother-in-law died alone in a stark hospital room near our home, after fighting hard for three months against an unknown, unnamed enemy. Nobody could tell us exactly what disease she was suffering from, but … Continue reading
It must have been there for a long time but it had never asked to be scratched. Now it is driving me insane. And I have given in to the urge to rub at it gently, gradually digging in my … Continue reading
One of my absolute favourite bloggers, the wonderfully witty and tremendously talented Sarah Brentyn, has very generously decided to raise awareness, and at the same time some money, for the victims of the deadly hurricanes which blew their way through the … Continue reading
Me, the scribbler
