Category: Sometime around now

A blog is what it is. A place to write. It could show off holidays for instance. Or poetry. Or your family life. It’s what you want to make it about. It’s a personal thing. It takes some thought. It’s not a little rant on facebook because someone has spoken…

We had a teeny bit of rain today. It seems weeks since it last did. My friend next door and I have mastered the hosepipe so the garden is thriving. We have had lettuce and radishes so far but beans, peas, courgettes, potatoes, caulis, peppers, aubergines and about thirty tomato…

… and the devil has hidden itself. In it’s darkly decorated home, with grey walls and grey carpets and a devotion to the goth look at just approaching 60. The black hair dye as beguiling as tattoos on old wrinkly skin. She hasn’t spoken to us for nearly two weeks…

I need to express myself because I’m a little in shock. At what has been happening that I didn’t see. At people that you like and think are good but really are pretty monstrous! My neighbour that was here when I moved here studied Psychology at Uni, loves reading about…

I was gardening today with little Noah recuperating with me in the sunshine and my neighbour appeared to see how he was. We sat for a little and then she said she hadn’t been round to our other neighbour because she felt bullied and upset. I explained that the last…

I have recurring dreams. One is being lost in Leeds. I ask people for directions to the station which depending where I am is so big you can see it on the skyline. Sometimes I’m very near and sometimes I’m in the depths of Leeds walking strange dark streets. Even…