Memories of my friend for her daughter
Three weeks ago my friend died of breast cancer. Today we say goodbye to her. The only entry requirement that her husband has stipulated is that we send him a photo and some memories that he and their daughter can share. Here are our memories.
I was thinking music isn’t what it use to be. Turns out I was wrong.
George Michael: Advice for Young Guns everywhere
At points during 2016, it’s been hard to have faith. But these wise words from George, the first love of my life, might just see us through.
Siblings in the Birthing Room: Who am I to judge Jools?
With Jamie and Jools having their two daughters there for the birth of the latest addition to the Oliver family, I wondered if that was acceptable. Then I wondered who was I to judge?
Children’s Art Week – And Not a Junk Model In Sight
It’s children’s art week.
What my Mother taught me: a poem
A poem for Mothers’ day
A Recruitment Consultant Tried to Steal My Fish
Once I became a full-time stay at home Mum I misplaced my rod, chucked the bait, and requested that all tackle be kept from view. But I was happy on the break from
fishing my career until the phone calls from the recruitment consultant started.