Fat Girl Fat 2 – Childhood
In December 1929, during a wild storm, my mother was born. By the time she was eleven, the country was at war and food rationing
Fat Girl Fat – 1
I once watched a program (Thirty Something, 1980s and 90s) where four friends each listed how they saw themselves. You know: Mother, wife, teacher, that
A Weekend in Whitstable
Last Friday, Whizz, Milo-the-dog and I climbed aboard Gus (Gazzler) and proceeded, in the rain, towards my mum’s house on the outskirts of Whitstable. The
Uplifting Floral Tribute
Once, when asked what my favourite flowers were, I said Fresias, which, along with sweet peas, I do love. Both varieties are delicate and scented.
Welcome to the world of Pebbleditch
If you are expecting a lot of information on how to write, or about the ‘writing process’, you have come to the wrong blog. I
Not a good fit
You might remember a prior blog about purchasing things that turn out to be the wrong size; we’ve all done it, have we not? Last