George and I are at present staying in a very nice Edwardian hotel in Folkestone, Kent. Very near the Channel Tunnel. This visit was my birthday present to George. Why Kent? It was to be a trip down Memory Lane for him. George grew up in the East End of London. He was born in […]
George and I were pleased to be reunited when I arrived at the Abbey on Wednesday. Boy it’s chilly in these old houses – this one is made of stone with stone floors downstairs and, to compound the felony, the worksurfaces and large table in the kitchen are … marble!!! Still I’ve been here before […]
It`s been quite a week and it`s hard to realise it`s only Tuesday (well heading rapidly towards Wednesday as I write). George headed off on the housesit on Saturday – the car was well-laden as we have boxes of stuff we always take with us – we are supposed to supply our own food (although […]
When I first married in 1956 I left my job in London and went to work with a firm of solicitors in Southend. This saved both the expense and the time spent commuting. The office came as a bit of a shock – I was a secretary and had been quite high-powered in London – […]
My Valentine …[/caption Roses are red – violet`s are blue. Mine`s made of chocolate that I can`t wait to chew!
Weekly Writing Challenge: Characters. In all my long life I have never, ever met anyone quite like him. A Londoner born and bred with the East End sense of humour that never fails and `h`s` that disappear willy-nilly unless he`s singing a hymn or a song (I always wonder why they appear then). Shortish, roundish, […]