The kitchen smelt very much like anzac biscuits, but gingery anzac biscuits. Or what gingery…
So anyways, it’s Friday again. There’s a light show of epic proportions going on outside,…
I don’t know about you, but I go helter skelter into the week each Monday, that by Friday I sometimes have no idea what’s up and what’s down. Let alone what’s happened. Instead I get to 5pm on Friday and exhale.
If you’ve read Big Girls Don’t Cry, you might have come across a support character…
It’s been a tough week in the partition. That’s sort of normal for January- and…
She’s an optimist- one of those people who can push unpleasant thoughts aside to deal with another day. She notices the little things in life that bring joy- even when things seem to be really crap. She’s the type that I could see blowing bubbles, or cycling along a country lane with her feet out to the side.
Since I’ve been back from England, I’m into this whole seasonal cooking thing. It’s partly…
We’ve now been home for nearly 3 weeks, and have been back at work for…
I’ve always wanted to write love stories- not necessarily category romance (although I’d like to…
I don’t think that I got around to telling you about Padstow…or Tintagel. It was one…
And Anyways... 