I have been AWOL from Friday Fictioneers for too long; hopefully the reduction in workload will allow me to resume my writing which I have really missed
I am a business owner, wife, mother, new grandmother, sister, aunt, cousin, mother-in-law, great aunt - lots of different hats! I love my blog where I can write about things that make me smile, that interest or annoy me, I love comments and meeting new bloggers, also rather fond of chocolate - any type and an occasional glass of red wine.♥
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My photograph for today is of Dale Chihuly’s glass sculpture which stands in the reception area of the Atlantis Hotel in Dubai.
The prompt this week spoke to me of my childhood and memories of actually getting a garage of our own, something only people with cars had
There was no-one else around when I took this photo of a path onto South Beach.
The sky is a glorious palette of colour; the pale fluffy clouds, almost touching the treetops are tinged with a warm
It was something to feel the buzz around South Wales ahead of the NATO Summit. OK, we moaned about road closures..
Well I’m back from holiday, feeling refreshed and relaxed, so bring it on! I missed you all last week, and your stories.
It’s that time again when we Friday Fictioneers are sharpening our wits and our pencils, trying to come up with a suitable story to satisfy our…
When I refused Henry’s proposal, I know you were saddened as you wanted us to be sisters. My disposition would not have suited your brother and I believed the wedded state was not for me.
It was with great sadness that I learned this morning of the death of Lauren Bacall. I grew up listening to my mother talk about her films,
Almost A Family Genre: Fiction Word Count: 100 They stood facing each other in the bare, dimly lit room. ‘Do you want this?’ ‘Yes, they are…
In the early morning we claw at the overnight rubble and debris searching for the missing. The children are terrified, the women distraught. The angry and patriotic young men talk of taking up arms while their mothers weep.
No Forks Needed Genre: Crime Word Count: 100 Mary sat at her usual table, her laptop open and ready. The story she was writing was going well, but now she was stuck. Did she kill off the character giving her problems, or try to rework the plot? She was watching the street, waiting for her muse to return, when two strangers came in. One man went to the kitchen. She heard a
I have been busy working on a tender document which has proved much more difficult than I ever imagined when agreeing to do it.
I started my blog exactly five years ago this weekend. I had been thinking about retirement as my husband had taken early retirement and wanted me to do the same. I had read reports in the press of the increasing numbers of people approaching retirement age, who wanted to carry on working, in some cases they just had to. I wasn’t ready to retire then and I’m not now, but I thought that I