I wonder if anyone else has ever laughed, as I have, at that poem by Eleanor Farjeon called, `When I Live In A Cottage`? The poet lists what idyllic things she would like to have in her dream cottage, including dogs, cows, goats, apple trees, and rosebushes, cats with kittens, and beehives. `And one blessed baby […]
Writing
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Genesis and Catastrophe
Woman created everything there is. Who else could have? Does she not make everything? The dinner, the home. Conceive, carry, give birth to the baby, then rear it? She made land first in the hope that good would come out of it, and sustenance for her. But then she divided the land into smaller bits, […]
Neighbours
Oh, she couldn’t have put it in the bin, could she? Not in the massive landfill bin – outside, in the flats’ private car park, next to the separate bins for cardboard and things. How could you possibly ever find anything in there? But, yes, she had emptied her kitchen bin out there this morning. […]
A Love Like This
I don’t expect it to be there. It couldn’t be, could it? Not after all those years? But at least if the restaurant were still there… Well, it would do something, though I can’t think what. I can only think of that little tingle, inside my heart, when I remember the ingle nook. Oh, tingle […]
Matchbox
MATCHBOX OR `My matchbox finally takes his bow.` I knew my publisher would not allow such a long title, so I am beginning with it. I called the last blog Cabbages and Kings and a Matchbox, because I mention a member of my family who could make a matchbox sound interesting. But he got removed. Left out. You […]