Tsuki and what he’s brought
Tsuki’s a family member’s Italian greyhound and he’s been with us for a month. He’s very different to what I’m used to and that’s a good thing.
Tagged: Renae
As the year closes
I wrote this two years ago. It was minus six degrees this morning as Albert Claude and I went up the lane and round the pond in time to see the Winter Solstice sun...
One is not the same as another
I swing between wishing to leave social media entirely and enjoying it’s better nature and the positives that it offers. This morning I’m reminded of one. Facebook Memories and the random photos it throws...
Do you know what you were doing?
Yesterday a Facebook memory popped up and reminded me what I was doing exactly ten years ago. Quite similar, weirdly, to what I am now doing, a decade on. Only this time I am...
Time is strange
Exactly three years on from Angel joining our home and eleven months since Renae dying and my sense of time is weird.
Why I stay on social media
I’m writing my fifth book which revisits a dark time for me. But the dogs kept my problems in perspective and Facebook memories tell me this.
Playing by the Rules
The other day I managed to catch on camera Albert Claude and Cerise in a delirious moment of play. At least Cerise seemed delirious for a split second, Albert was just being Albert. It’s...
Springtime with its familiarity
Last time I was writing here I was nose down working on the first draft of my next book. It was an immersion in jostling with words in order to get the skeleton in...
A Corner’s Been Turned
Albert Claude is way off in the distance, a dark grey blur against the frosted brightness of the winter field. I’m useless at judging distance but at a guess, he’s probably a hundred or...
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...