Walked past an abandoned shop. It didn’t survive the lockdown. Its windows were painted. But someone stuck a picture of a flower on there. Perhaps as a defiant reminder that
We don’t go into the heart of London often. But my husband was working one Saturday and I missed him. So I dragged our teenage son off the computer and
Spotted this huge flower on my way back from church. I have no idea what it is, but it was about as big as my face with a beautiful scent.
We saw the tulip festival at Hampton Court Palace this week. I had a wonderful time! Our teenage son, not so much. But he still came and didn’t grumble. Him:
There were two things that came to me when my grandmother died. One was a sapphire and diamond ring my father bought for her. And the other was a small
It’s just an ordinary post box in a wall. I almost walked past it without a second glance. It was my husband who stopped and pointed out the V R
One last Bright Square for Becky. Here’s to many more beautiful sunsets.
So, I’m on annual leave. I wasted a couple of days just mooching around at home doing nothing much. But today was going to be different. It was a sunny
“Mum I think it’s the hair that’s making you look old…” my son commented today. “I am getting old. I don’t think it’s the hair that’s making me look old,”
Spotted the bright sign at Sloane Square station today! For Becky’s Bright Squares
A memory of a far away park on a sunny afternoon. It was just opposite our home in Sydney. An ordinary park with brown dry grass in summer and tall
For Becky’s Bright Squares