When a pot of pills is more than it looks
It’s 8.30am and I’m staring at a small, white plastic pot on the kitchen counter. In it are 120 food supplements. One hundred and twenty days worth. Four months. It’ll be spring by the...
Category: Writing
With a bustle Cerise starts her day
There’s a bustle about Cerise this morning. She bounced off the bed at 7.30 a.m. as I was still sipping my coffee. She came around and sat herself on the cream sheepskin rug at...
Why these news stories caught my eye
Three news stories have popped up in my newsfeed today and got me thinking. Most weeks I’ll read several news reports covering similar stories: prosecutions of those involved one way or another in the...
Publication Day for Why Love Is Not Enough
Drawing from years of accumulated experience and insights from many people, the book is a distillation of tips and information.
A Year I Won’t Forget
Each person deserves a day away in which no problems are confronted, no solutions searched for.~ Maya Angelou How many times have I thought and read, that 2020 has been a year like no...
Writing For Addis
Earlier in the year I agreed to write a blog for Addis, a British housewares company which is supporting the work of Schnauzerfest. To have an opportunity to educate a non-dog focussed audience was...
Book Review: Wag
I get excited by books. I have more books in my home than I’m ever likely to read. When my ‘to be read’ piles – they’re more like stacks – threaten to topple over,...
She’s a Survivor
To the puppy farmer who confined her to a life full of fear, I want to say that you did not break her. You harmed her, you neglected her, you profited from her for...
The More You Use It
You can’t use up creativity. The more you use, the more you have. A favourite Maya Angelou quote. She’s right, of course, phenomenal woman, great thinker, savvy human being that she was. I am...
Seasonal Down Payment in France
After living all my life in the south-east of England, inside the M25, 20 miles from Central London, an area which is now the busiest, most congested part of Britain, I now count on...