Having lived in France for eight years – himself eighteen – and not doing much but reclaim the garden from nature – brambles, thistles stinging nettles and random bushes, hand digging trenches wearing waders, across fields in pouring rain to…
Three years ago my old spaniel Muppet died from heart failure…..she’s been pushing up roses in the rose bed ever since. Or more accurately one white rose in the middle of the bed which has grown enormous. Over the last…
‘Himself’ is writing up some wonderful life’s experiences. He is looking forward to me posting some of mine. So, here goes……. Many lifetimes ago in 1982 a friend who would eventually become a god-parent (should the god thing be capitalised?) to…
“You make my pants want to get up and dance You make my face want to grin. You make my knees want kneel down, say please Honey won’t you kiss me again.” From Him. Even now at the wrong…
Not staying long……but ya know how it is……grueling week of heat with sweat, blood, tears and relentless work <cough> in the new bathroom….topped off with a firewater or two. What happens then? No – it won’t be trip to the…
No Gods No Masters A byword for living. A present designed by Her, a one off, double sided, printed in China
