Virago Modern Classics

Last night I dreamt that I went to the hairdressers for the kind of sleek haircut I will never be able to sport in real life. I cried as Pierre Cardin (!) snipped away at my curly locks but afterwards I was thrilled with my new do and wandered about insisting all and sundry take…

Oh Sweeties, I know: you would prefer it if I was regaling you with the eccentric combination that is juicy titbits from my non-existent single Mommy love life and seven thousand things to do with a salty lemon, and some days that is indeed what is foremost on my mind. But today I can’t get…

I bought this postcard at a tiny little antiques fair this morning, because the couple kissing caught my eye, and the poem was old fashioned and lovely… "He stoops and kisses her red lips. He looks deep in her eye- He whispers: "Fairest flower of all, I’ll love you till I die. For with the…

The Three Daughters of M. Dupont. When Monsieur Dupont was a Frenchman, he had three daughters , and their names were Anne-Marie, Therese, and La p’tite Georgette. But when he became an American for a change, he called himself Mr. Dewpond, and his daughters were called Anne Mary, Terry and George. Mrs Dewpond (who still…