I have this terrible habit of not opening letters if they contain the typical monthly bills. Everything is on direct debit and paid on time so I just make a pile – to be sorted at a later date.

It was my turn to do the reflection/sermon at church today and I thought I’d share it here for anyone who wishes to read it.

It’s difficult to make sense of everything going on in the world right now. So I’ve written a story, which is made up, maybe also allegorical, although perhaps not so subtle.

I had 3 dates on Monday evening - all within the space of a couple of hours…

I’ve been thinking a lot about failure after I got my friends locked into a nightclub on Saturday evening.

I watched Ghost at the weekend, the film with Patrick Swayze, Whoopie Goldberg and Demi Moore.

I’ve never seen it before…

I re-read a book over the Christmas period. I don’t often re-read anything because I have so many new books on my shelf I want to dive into.

The wild wind that has blown away 2024 and ushered in the new year with a vengeance.

I would love to go out for a new year’s walk,

A family Christmas can be delightful but despairing at the sight of the growing washing up pile I took a moment to myself to write this little festive tale… for anyone just about pushed to the limit.

Today I’m looking backwards and sharing a story I originally posted on my Re-ravelling blog back in December 2012.

Is it beginning to look like Christmas? Maybe not quite like I used to know. Everything changes when you have grown up children.

I find November a difficult month, I think many people do as the days get shorter and the weather more foul than fair.

Well, here I am starting my fourth blog. Do I need another introduction?

I am a mother, have been a wife, I am a widow and a cancer survivor. One of those wasn’t true when I started blogging.