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Fairies in the garden
We have mushrooms or toadstools growing in our garden. When our daughter was little, she told us these were fairies’ houses and they needed water to make them grow so that the fairies would have more room. Recently I found a letter she’d put into a box and left next to the mushrooms: Dear Fairies I have Read more
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Beyond the halfway mark : #NaBloPoMo Day 17
I’ve never thought of myself as a stubborn type but there must be something mulish about me as I persist in trying to reach the end of National Blog Posting Month. I am running out of blogging ideas and I am thinking about blogging when I should be doing other stuff. It’s not meant to be like Read more
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What do the people opposite think of me?
There she is, behind her radio, her jokey monkey, her burnout out candle, her re-purposed jam jars, her florid handsoap, her washing up liquid, her scraggy pan cleaner, abandoned paintbrushes, her clutter of children’s claywork. There she is behind a basket of old receipts, boxes of matches, hair clips, unread articles, badges, key rings, fridge magnets, gravy-stained recipe books, Read more
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Supermoon Notebook
The most recent supermoon has woken me up for two nights running. Technically, it was the morning, the small hours, at around 1am both times. On Sunday morning it felt like a surprise to be woken up. I hadn’t gone to bed thinking about the moon or looking for it but the moon made sure Read more
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If we were having coffee…. 13 November
If we were having coffee we’d be drinking tea or wine or hot chocolate because it’s too late in the afternoon to drink coffee. I’d tell you that I’m carrying a knot of fear and dread around with me that reminds me of when I was a young teenager and I first read about nuclear Read more
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