August 19, 2019 Starting my life again Sometimes we notice we are in chains of some sort. We suddenly appreciate that despite everything, old ways of thinking …
August 16, 2019 Skinned Alive! I will show you the skins I have shed Left in the grass as I have crept away They are …
August 13, 2019 With every goodbye you learn After a while you learn the subtle difference Between holding and chaining a soul And you learn that love doesn’t …
August 9, 2019 Casualty We visit my father in hospital. He is 93. He fell down the stairs at home. He should use both …
August 6, 2019 What love is We sat together in her small flat. Another pensioner with time on her hands, Edna was worried about the road …
August 3, 2019 An act of self-care If we wish to save the world, we must first look after ourselves, or we have nothing to offer. Someone …
July 29, 2019 ‘Why are you so tragic?’ ‘Why are you so tragic?’ asked a friend of Maurice Nicoll. ‘Why do you speak so tragically?’ This upset Maurice. …
July 27, 2019 Your Soul Cafe I was once sent a cartoon and it sits beside me now. It’s a picture of a street restaurant, ‘The …
July 23, 2019 Hidden Agendas Martin and I were friends at school. He was a very good musician, with a wonderful gift on the piano. …
