Okay, people, we’re nearly there now.
We’ve sat for a while in my dining room, popped into the overcrowded, body-odour scented, eccentrics-magnet that is public transport, drank over-priced, over-sugared hot chocolate at a… 657 more words
1 week, 4 days
I love being in bed. Not like that, saucy!
I just enjoy that soft, warm feeling that only hiding in your bedroom brings. Not that my bedroom’s anything glamorous. 597 more words
2 weeks, 4 days
I love a good hot chocolate. With a head of foam so deep you could float your spoon on it. Not too sweet, a little bitter so your can really taste those cocoa beans. 580 more words
3 weeks, 2 days
You may find it hard to believe from my beautifully crafted words (Ha! Ha!) but I don’t spend all day, every day, hidden in Writing Cave… 441 more words
I’ve mentioned Writers’ Caves (Hello me, this is me) before, those personal places where scribblers spill their literary guts onto screens/ notebooks and if they stay still too long, short-haired pets and small children. 383 more words
Wouldn’t we all like a second version of ourselves?
There are days when you’ve just got too much on. You have to do some cleaning because there are week-old… 436 more words
1 month, 1 week
Today is a writing day, so here’s my checklist of things to achieve.
1) See the family off the premises with lunch boxes, kit bags, homework books and the best smile I can manage considering I’m still half asleep and haven’t had a coffee yet. 194 more words
1 month, 3 weeks