Procrastination is the wall behind which I built my fort. I wasn’t here much in the month of June. I blogged 2 weeks out of
Yesterday, it was my birthday. It was the quietest birthday I have had in a while. No noise, all quiet. Being quiet is being me.
It was half-term break last week meaning the customary visit to the Avenham Park had to be honoured by all means. The weather for most
I like the holidays. I do not like the holidays. Contradictory? Yes. I am not sure about you but I am a sum total of
Where do I hide? Where do I hide? Oh God! Why am I so big I cannot find a place to hide? I peek from
In my previous gratitude post, I called myself a compulsive blogger because I had got in the habit of setting aside everything (necessary and unnecessary)