George Michael was mine and all of these other people are merely charlatans hired in as professional mourners. They had no business intruding on my grief.
Category: Schoolfriends
Clarkson, go home
Dear Jeremy, or may I call you Jezza You and I actually have a lot in common. Apart from the fact that my husband quite likes both of us (actually possibly you more than me), we both come from relatively small towns. We both had working class parents who worked hard and did quite well … Continue reading Clarkson, go home
What I learnt at school.
Hurray! It’s September and it’s new pencil cases for everyone. I would love to say that I’ve spent the summer having epic adventures of enlightenment and discovery but in reality, I’ve sat in a variety of adventure playgrounds with a rum & raisin cornet. A few castles, the odd zoo, but mainly picnic blanket. The … Continue reading What I learnt at school.
Time, which is all we have
Life has been busy recently and there has been little time for writing. There has been a wealth of material ….. Thatcher, Katie Hopkins, Michael Gove. All the usual suspects. However something has happened this week which has stopped me in my tracks. A friend of mine died. We were not close, and indeed hadn’t … Continue reading Time, which is all we have