Festive Snapshot
It is eleven o’clock on Christmas Eve. You are lying almost naked in bed: still enough to hear the jingle of Rudolph’s bells as he…
Month: December 2007
Pink Skies.
My mornings have been blessed with the washing line acrobatics of my resident robin. My elevenses taken in front of twelve windows full of winter…
Things I Know For Sure.
So because I fancy myself as Oprah Winfrey this morning, I feel obliged to share with you the things I know for sure. True, those…
December
We all wore wellies and I wore false nails. In fact my lovelies, the reason why I haven’t bored you with my dalliances in the…
Pink Skies.
My mornings have been blessed with the washing line acrobatics of my resident robin. My elevenses taken in front of twelve windows full of winter…
