He was there when I emerged into the world for the very first time. He stood by my mother in tears and held her hand
Category: Nostalgia
The Sexy Window Cleaner
Much as I wish I could write about a gorgeous human window cleaner, I must disappoint some of you and tell you all about my
Shards and Fragments
I just broke my favourite frog coffee mug and it has triggered a series of emotional rambles within me. I’ve never been one to favour
My Morning Commute
I don’t mind getting up early, nor do I mind being on the road before at 7:30am, but doing so in winter when sunrise is
My Hemingway Moment
This is not a new photograph of mine, but it is one of my favourites. For my daughter’s 18th birthday we took a trip to
Kessy’s Diary: Three Weeks Down
When living on borrowed time, you learn to be grateful for every hour and each day that you are able to share. This is something
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