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On 8 August 2012 20:11, Mary Francis <francismef@gmail.com> wrote: Silvana (73) said she'd never laughed so much since she was at ...

I am a little taller than the gate - eight or nine years old maybe - and I stare wide-eyed and tingling with the excitement of a child who k...

I am beginning to draw back a veil and peer into a  very  painful part of my life: the time I had a breakdown which led to my retirement fro...

An early start today. Daughter Kate and fiancé Darren stayed overnight and Ray has taken them off to the airport. Darren recently owned up t...

I have it. The app that allows me to blog on the move, but I am hesitant to use it. For starters, my ill-matched 'package' gives me ...

Isn't such a bad thing after all...  A writer should write every day. I am not a friend of the word should, but nevertheless, I feel I o...

I forget, sometimes, in my flutter of excitement over the number of pageviews I have from Serbia, that I write this very public journal as a...

Here am I, in the Sinai desert, with my dance troupe, at dawn, performing to the music of oud and drums. It is my fifty-first birthday. As I...

God knows how. It's a mystery. I expect you think I'm being metaphorical on the pendulum question. Poets have the write. But no. Thi...

In my absence, Dear Reader, I have been busy with You Tube, furthering my  search for Enlightenment. I confess to feeling rather enlightened...

I was thinking, sitting here in warm and almost-sunny Redmond, what does it feel like to be British? I get asked some wonderful questions by...

My Kindle got squashed a couple of months ago. I was saddened, because it was a gift from my family for my 60th birthday, and I think if I h...

Last Friday, I found Ann Pennyfeather. I try not to collect people. It seems to me that we have a past for a reason: many and much needs t...

Keeping Active “Mary Ellen, You come back here, you little … ! Don’t let me have to chase after you!” I was in trouble; my mother, who lo...

 I knew my father was dying, maybe with days left to live, and I was due to fly to South Africa to introduce my English family to my Africa...

My brother, in his youth, left the British Communist Party because it wasn't left wing enough, and then by a series of possibly random ...

I fixed the shower curtain back up just now.  My nearest  and dearest frequently remark, just this side of  admiration, that I don...