It’s Sunday again, blogging day; the summer vacation is almost as over – or will be by midnight tonight – and I’ve found myself thinking, Hmm. What have I done this long hot sultry summer? In terms of targets, what have I achieved? (What have you achieved?) What grade would I get for Not Having [...]
Island of mists and mellow fruitfulness ... That's by Keats, not me, and it's about England, not Corfu, and the first word has been hijacked. Just to be clear. I don’t normally write about holidays, other than in my good old diary. But there was something about this latest holiday from which my daughter and [...]
Hot summery nights and syrupy thoughts … eyes closed, bedroom window wide open, crickets chirping away outrageously, as outrageously as the rejuvenated summer fantasies of this secretly smiling blogger. But no, I am not going to divulge the top-secret contents of those summer fantasies. (I just blushed at the thought of one of them.) What, [...]
