Our stories.

A couple of days ago I, my husband, my three sisters and brothers-in-law scattered my parents’ ashes into the sea. The day had been a long time coming. My father has been dead for nine years and my mother for three. Their ashes had been residing in a cabinet in...

Is it art?

A few weeks ago I happened upon a conversation (via facebook) about the work of the recently departed American artist, Thomas Kincaid. He apparently died from ‘natural causes’ at the ripe old age of 54. (What kind of ‘natural causes’ takes out...

Charity begins at home.

Since we gave refuge to Cheeky the cockatiel I’ve discovered some less pleasant aspects of my character. Before I go into detail, please understand that I love all creatures great and small (except for cockroaches) and I wouldn’t deliberately harm any of...

A chocolate Easter…

As I sit here waiting for inspiration to kick in for my special Easter Saturday blog, I’m sipping a coffee and munching on a chocolate rabbit. I began with its ears and I’m now down to it’s belly button. It’s been a while since I’ve...