I can’t recall many years when we actually had a proper white Christmas when I was little. Snow always seemed to be the stuff of Christmas cards and festive telly adverts - pretty, twinkly, and about as real as Santa squeezing down the chimney. On my desk at work, I have a desk tidy - … Continue reading White Christmas!
Category: My Words
Thoughts and memories-a-plenty!
Gaudete! A Tale of Two Chickens
Advent, with its quiet reflections and flickering candlelight, often stirs up memories - some sacred, some sentimental, and, in my case, one involving a chicken that met a rather undignified end on our kitchen floor. It was during a Christmas service, listening to others share their treasured festive recollections, that I found myself smirking at … Continue reading Gaudete! A Tale of Two Chickens
Barefoot and Beaten…
This tale is not meant to evoke sympathy - just another memory, a recollection that, with the benefit of hindsight, carries a certain wry amusement. Perhaps I deserved it. Stepping into the shower the other day, I felt the cascade of steaming water wash over me, coaxing a sigh from deep within, whispered aloud without … Continue reading Barefoot and Beaten…
Come Fly With Me!
Dad worked like a Trojan. I mean, truly grafted - day in, day out, the weight of the world seemingly balanced on his broad shoulders. That hard toil earned him the small comfort of his evening meal in his armchair, tray on his knee, a man at peace with his own domain. He chewed methodically, … Continue reading Come Fly With Me!
Carpet Burns!
Not so very long ago - though it feels like a lifetime away, tucked somewhere between youthful folly and the first stirrings of adulthood - I committed an act of such ridiculous misjudgement that it ought to belong to those halcyon days of childhood I so fondly recount. And yet, here I am, book in … Continue reading Carpet Burns!
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