Recently I had to polish my patent, ruby red Tieks. It’s something I have to do every few months or so to keep the leather nice and shiny. As I sat down at the kitchen table with my polishing cloth and shoe polish, I was suddenly sucked back in time to when I was a little girl. I remember my… View Post
Halfway back, Izzie walked into a patch of wild grass in between two office buildings. It didn’t occur to me that she would come across anything devastating to our morning.
‘Oh, by the way, you farted last night.’ If you ever want to know what married people talk about first thing in the morning after waking up. It’s this. ‘What?’ I asked. ‘Really I did?’
I know this man who has a magical power. It is a keen ability to wedge his way into the cracks of a person’s wall and turn their frown upside down. This man just happens to be my husband.
For the first time in about 10 years, I was summoned for jury duty. This time it wasn’t the dreaded Frank Crowley Criminal Courthouse. It was the slightly more refined George Allen Civil Courthouse on Commerce Street. And not to say that Crowley is the bad seed, but let’s face it. It’s on the other side of the smelly tunnel…. View Post