Autobiography
Sunshine
(For GD) Today it is sunny for the first time in ages. But still cold. Very cold. Yet the very word sunshine makes me smile. And the word for smile in Spanish is sonrisa. And sonrisa is like sunrise. The most beautiful time of day. Dawn. Every morning when I get up I watch the […]Read Post ›
My Week
My Week with thanks to the boy in White City who was talking to his phone about Scatterday Monday: Funday Tuesday: Boozeday or Snoozeday Wednesday: Mensday Thursday: Hersday Friday: Myday Saturday: Scatterday Sunday Oneday….
Patent Leather Shoes.
For T When I was at the convent we had these very ancient nuns who had not seen the outside world since before the First World War. One of them, Mother Mary Austen, was particularly ancient and not terribly attractive physically. We were very unkind and spent a lot of time laughing at her, especially […]Read Post ›
Albatross
Neck. That’s what you think about when you hear the word ‘albatross’, isn’t it? Water, water, everywhere. The Ancient Mariner trying to tell his story. Nor any drop to drink. Maybe this blog is the albatross round my neck as I try to tell my story through your words and ideas. I seem to feel […]Read Post ›
Woodpeckers
Woodpeckers. I have never seen a woodpecker. It is one of my greatest dreams to see a woodpecker. My son knows this and very kindly lets me know every time he sees one. A cousin of my husband let it be known that he has seen several. Today of all days – rainy, bleary, cold, my […]Read Post ›
Life Through Basia's Eyes 