I haven’t written for a while. I’ve been thinking about things and involving myself (rather thanklessly) in the care of my elderly Mother-in-Law. She’s now in respite, less than a ten-minute walk from the front door of our house. It’s very convenient for her oldest son, my husband…

It still stinks to be so sick I don’t want anyone to think that this bloody thing is over, past its time, or really ‘retro’. We are in the midst of it. COVID has us by the throat and that throat is really pretty sore. My husband and I have…

Should a Decision Made at Fifteen Years Old Mean That Shamima Begum Should Remain Stateless Forever? Stripping Shamima Begum of citizenship teaches us, yet again, that even when People of Colour are born and bred in Britain, they are still seen as aliens within the nation, write Azeezat Johnson and…

I have very long hair. It’s waist-length or better in some scraggly places. No split ends though. But it’s not straight across the bottom like ‘well-groomed’ hair. It’s its own entity and I like it that way. “Wouldn’t you like to let me trim it?” “No.” “Just a little, it…

The Aftermath Can Be Ugly I don’t know why I fell in love with David*. He was not particularly handsome, sexy, intelligent, or even interesting. He was convenient because we worked together and the company had a very nebulous finger-shake against fraternization. …

Chapter 8 London … Greater London, for those of you who have never been, is home to more than 9.5 million people. It is vast, covering 607 square miles but that’s because London, like a greedy cannibal, has swallowed hundreds of small villages and towns that used to surround it but now are a…

A Little High Street Romance. It wasn’t to be but it was sweet while it lasted — or rather, salty. Every morning on my walk from the B & B Hotel to my bus stop and back, I’d walk down the High Street past a number of little shops. There…

Thank you to Dr. Gary Chapman author of The Five Languages of Love I like to think I am a loving person most of the time. Well, conscious and thoughtful and aware of others anyway. I try to practice my listening skills and leave my assumptions at the door. …

Chapter 6 Full English Breakfast, All the Trimmings. Nothing Else Please! Breakfast in Britain, cooked by an Italian Chef has no equal anywhere. Everything is present; carbohydrates — lots (excuse me ‘LOADS’) of those, protein, vitamins, minerals, vegetables and fruit. And beans. Baked beans, Heinz, out of a can, hot…