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‘Morning Tracey. I don’t feel too bad today. The pills help. I must be taking so many now it’s a wonder the pharmacy has any left for anyone else.’ Margery paused, took off her gardening gloves, pushed her wispy grey hair out of her eyes and wiped her forehead with a tissue from her pocket. ‘Anyway, never mind about me. I’m just a grumpy old woman. How’s young Tyrone? He was a bit peaky last week?’‘It was just a cold. He’s okay now, thanks.’ Tracey watched Margery for a... Read More
My neighbours little girl had been shopping with her Mom in Blackpool. Who is about 6 years old, this beautiful red haired, freckle faced image of innocence. It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout. We all stood there under the awning and just inside the door of the Amusement ArcadeWe waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day. I am always... Read More
I make a mug of coffee and take it with me as I sneak out the back door, careful not to wake the other occupants of the house. It’s not my house. I am a visitor to the island where Lyn and I lived for many years, and where we go back for a visit several times a year.Dawn is breaking. The hydrangeas, magnolias and other large trees are just huge dark blobs, waiting for the sun to outline their shapes and bring forth their colours. I walk down George’s long metalled track to the road, clutchin... Read More
Last spring I was walking in a park. A short distance ahead of me was a mum and her three-year-old daughter. The little girl was holding on to a string that was attached to a helium balloon. All of a sudden, a sharp gust of wind took the balloon from the little girl. I braced my... Read More
G – Geonealogy-----As far back as I can remember I have always been interested in the lives of my ancestors on both sides of the family plus local History and especially of the early Polish settlers to this area. I am a direct descendant of these early settlers…My Maternal G. G. Grandfather along with his wife and two children, migrated here from Poland in 1848 being amongst the first early settlers to this colony. Then in 1855 and 1856, three of my Paternal G. Great uncles also... Read More
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