Teacher’s Pet 8/1

Roger Edwards, my history teacher at Brynhyfryd, had the most profound effect on me. Until that day when he did something amazing, I hated school with a passion. I was an untidy, disorganised child in a time before aspergers, dyslexia, and their ilk were understood and indentified. I was thick. A strange education nomina for […]

January 07

Helpless 7/1

Helpless. Not being in control. That feeling every writer gets when they send their work off to be read by someone else. We’ve all had the feeling. Remember that essay? that project you were so proud of when you were at school. That report for your boss, now you are at work. A DIY project, […]

January 06

My Favourite 6/1

What’s the most time you’ve spent apart from your favourite person, says the prompt. Ooh tough one thinks I. For favourite come and go. By the very nature of the beast, they fall in and out of favour, as your life changes and develops. You have – as the Beatles sang – “places you remember, […]

Call Me Ishmael 5/1

The prompt for today’s piece of writing is to take the opening line of your favourite book and use it as a starting point for your own story. This is hard. I don’t have a favourite book… I don’t have a text I go back to and read. Though I do have books I read […]

January 04

Quote Me 4/1

Doctor Who fans have many favourite quotes: “what’s the point in being grown up if you can’t be childish?”, “I’m pretty sure that’s Cromer!”,  “Chap with the wings there, five rounds rapid!” are high up for those of us of a certain age. And whilst I do like some of the quotes from NuWho,  and […]

Kick It 3/1

I don’t have a bucket list so I can’t tell you what’s 11th on it. Last year, I had a 50 before 50. 11th on that list was visit a forgotten relative. I did that when I went to Bavay with OH. We went to visit my Great Uncle John who died on the 8th […]

January 02

Resolved 2/1

Have I ever made a resolution and kept it? Not really. I read those made by friends and I admire their strength of character. If I resolved to swear less, I’d swear more; lose weight, I’d gain it. It’s the kind of girl I am. I won’t lie to you. But thinking about it, I […]