The Perfect Present. It was three days before christmas and she was starting to get stressed. She had managed to buy all her presents, they were all wrapped and had been given to the relevant people. Well all except one. The one that in her mind was the most important one of all. She still … More An Advent Of Writing – Day 4
Today I had a plan for my blog, I had it half written out within my notebook, and was prepared to type it up when I got home from work. Until I opened my rucksack on the train to realise that I’d left my notebook and my pen at work. I didn’t have the blog … More An Advent Of Writing – Day 1
It was funny really. No one knew her name until it happened. She was always just ‘the cleaning lady.’ She would come to the house every Wednesday to mop the floors, polish the furniture, and do the laundry. If any of the visitors to the house asked who she was they would always be given … More #22. The Cleaning Lady
A Place of Mine 