THE BOGEYMAN Look – just had a tip, sugar will be short, Bread next week, take a fiver from my drawer; Get everything you can, empty the shops, Stack up our cupboards, fill the freezer up. Must have our sugar, bread can`t do without, Must have our warm clothes, smart clothes – no holes, […]
Neverland
When I first began writing, I had friends who were painters, and I always said, `If you paint a picture, you can at least stick it up on a wall in your home; for your friends and relatives, and anyone else who comes to your house, to see.` My paper story I put in […]
Lindsay Pickton
I knew a young teenage boy called Lindsay Patterson when I had the first two girls and did not plan any more children. But I did think the name Lindsay went well with our surname. I had never heard of it as a girls’ name. It was a Scottish town name, a Scottish clan name, there […]
Making Whoopee
Making Whoopee Lovelorn Laura was determined to turn her life around – with the help of a little lyrical loveliness. by Pamela Pickton “Oh, dear, what can the matter be?” sang the music as the keep-fit class bounced their bottoms on the floor. And, “Oh, dear, could we all fatter be?” sang Laura to herself. She had […]
Hot, Cross Bun
So much to ‘blog’ about, and here’s another from my esteemed quiver. One of my fans asked me yesterday, ‘When are we going to get a new one?’ So, here we go. But where? Bombings and other hells. The election – and, When exactly are we ‘old’? At what age have people the right to […]