Let no-one weep for me, or celebrate my funeral with mourning; for I still live, as I pass to and fro through the mouths of men ~ Quintus Ennius This week has not been a good one for the arts and music community of Great Britain and beyond - mourning the loss of both David… Continue reading What A Week…
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Think Bike
Cars and motorcycles scare me. They are an every day part of life and they are a lifeline. They bring joy and make everything more convenient. And sometimes they kill people. My brother rides a motorcycle and it is beautiful. It is shiny and lives up to its name of 'Rolling Thunder' - you know… Continue reading Think Bike
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Remembering – A Flash Fiction #100WCGU
I woke with another headache. Blindly, I reached out to my bedside cabinet for the aspirin and bottled water and gulped some down. "I wish you'd stop drilling when I'm trying to sleep. Can't it wait 'til later?" I called through to Jasper. He was probably putting up the painting in the other bedroom -… Continue reading Remembering – A Flash Fiction #100WCGU
Carole Finds Her Wings 