Homemade 

The idea of buying local from go-getters who have set up cottage industries to supplement their budget awakens in me the young adult that happily lived a simple and minimalist life long before it was vogue. I hardly recognise myself now. In an ugly moment of reflection I notice I have joined the masses in…

Confrusticated Totally

Hello Lovelies It has been almost three months since the cyber freeway to the world wide web fell over in our nook of  the blogosphere.  How bad was it?  We say bring back dial up.  The journey continues and we are learning how to be nice in both words and tone when telling our story to…

Honorific

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Honorific.” It strikes me that most commemoration days happen posthumously which makes it okay for me to nominate one of my class teachers, Mrs Collins.  Few teachers stand out in the twelve years I spent bound to desk and chair.  I was one of the lucky few and…

Mother’s Day

Dear Mum Another year has flown by – forty-seven years.   You would think it would get easier but it doesn’t seem to.  In fact the older I become the more you are in my thoughts.  There are so many unanswered questions that will forever remain so. This time last year, as I sat in…