late night kitchen sink suburban housewife angst
Month: November 2017
Charlotte and Me
Almost exactly a year since I wrote this about my BFF Charlotte. She deserves another shout out.
Charlotte was my best mate while I was growing up. I found her when I was about nine or ten, and I knew instantly that she was my kindred spirit. We were both plain, gawky, too-clever-to-be-cool girls, painfully shy and full of ideas we were desperate to express. I’d never known anyone like her, and I adored her from the first.
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Keeping her promise broke her spirit
Nick Cave: Into My Arms – #SongLyricSunday
Sunday night music on the blog. Nick Cave this time.
The Pianist: Twittering Tale #59
She won’t stop playing. Same slow waltz, over and over. It’s the only time she looks happy, when she’s playing that tune.
Learning to love Thomas Hardy
is this a sign of old age?
Twittering Tale #58: a homecoming
Lights gleamed across the bay, just like all those years ago. I moored and hurried home. Light spilled out of the door, and there was my little girl, tall and frowning. “Daddy!” I went to hug her. She called again, turning back into the house: “DAD! There’s a man at the door!” (274 characters) Written … Continue reading Twittering Tale #58: a homecoming
Getting Old: Song Lyric Sunday
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on... too right.
I’m back! (and so is the Six Word Story Challenge!)
Six Word Stories are back! Look out for this next Saturday 25th November