40 years
Some anniversaries we don’t need to remember. My father just called to remind me that it was 40 years ago today that his father, my Gramps, was killed in a ...
Category: Mum
I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas
We have come to my childhood home for ExMass. I haven’t been “home” for Christmas since the year before Mum died. Ive been back to the house m...
But sometimes, good things happen
I have been pooping an awful lot on and around social media lately. The truth of the matter is that I haven’t missed effbook at all since we broke up. We ...
Your smile
I pulled back the curtain, but I don’t know what I expected to see. Nothing, I suppose. But still, with the wishes I have made on a thousand eyelashes, on...
Happy Birthday
Today is your sixty-fifth birthday. Time for the government to start paying you back, ha-ha. I would have brought you a cake in the shape of enormous breasts, a...
She hated this day
Mostly because her mother died on Mother’s Day (which was also her sister’s birthday), and ever after, she hated Mother’s Day. She didn’...