Generally speaking, I do not get very personal in my blog posts. I tend towards breezy intimation rather than Freudian analysis with regards to my early life.  Being British means never having to talk about “feelings,” or other embarrassingly messy things. We arm ourselves with sarcasm and alcohol to deflect horrifying “touchy-feely” confessions.  This Mother’s Day, however, I thought that I would toss aside my scratchy English bonnet for my jaunty US citizen’s baseball cap, and reminisce a little about my mother… Read more »

“Time, time, hear the bells chime Over the harbor and the city Time, one more vodka and lime To help paralyze that tiny little tick, tick, tick, tick” Time the Avenger – The Pretenders 1984 So it happened again last week – another musical icon from my youth passed away.  This time it was The Purple One – the genius that was Prince.  I remember seeing Prince’s movie, “Purple Rain” at Film Society night in college, with everyone in the audience singing along to… Read more »

Let me preface this post by stating for the record that I am a happily married woman of 17 years standing.  If I thought that I would have to enter the dating circus again, I would probably “get me to a nunnery”.  Having said that, I feel that I must get something off my chest. Metaphorically speaking. Obviously. So, if you’ll indulge me…I was watching a recording of “The Late Show with Stephen Colbert” the other day – as I am… Read more »

Recently, I joined an online writer’s group offering the challenge to write 500 words a day for 31 days.  Each day, you receive an email with a topic, theme, inspiration or suggestion for you to base your day’s writing on. Members join together on the group’s Facebook page to empathize, support and generally encourage one another – I’m finding it to be very helpful.  Day 7’s challenge was to offer guidance to your younger self about life and lessons you have learned from it.  I… Read more »