DAILY WORD PROMPT, Life

Ok, hands up …

.... whose Christmas Tree only made it as far as the garden? This is precisely the sort of thing Japanese Monks would not allow to happen. They never allow a no-longer-needed item to merely congregate with further objects of past usage. They give away, recycle, burn, break down. They see items no longer needed by… Continue reading Ok, hands up …

DAILY WORD PROMPT, Flash Fiction

When your heartbeat is the only thing you can hear …

Her feet wouldn't move; welded to the floor they were. She knew she needed to leave the bedroom, wanted to most desperately. But those feet were stuck in mud, or concrete. She looked down to check but the pink socks with the dirty fluffy soles were quite free of shackles. His voice - hoarse from… Continue reading When your heartbeat is the only thing you can hear …

Fiction, WELLBEING, Writing

Our own worst enemy ..

Goodness, I'm reading some brilliant posts this morning by my regulars (not being possessive by calling them mine - I just mean those writers who I can pretty much be certain will post something that hits a spot I'd forgotten needed itching). Ben's conversation he shares today illustrates how we can become so embroiled in worries… Continue reading Our own worst enemy ..

DAILY WORD PROMPT, Life, WELLBEING

Don’t lose yourself..

Sometimes you compromise to the point of forgetting who the real you is.... don't let this happen. You want Chinese, he wants Indian ... one of you can compromise your first choice and that would be classed as civil; working together for the bigger picture. Try not, however, to change your whole personality or outlook… Continue reading Don’t lose yourself..

DAILY WORD PROMPT, Life, Writing

Happy Sunday Afternoon… 🖌

Oh the irony.... today marks this achievement, if it can be described as one:- 100 posts, with varying levels of interest to you - and, believe it or not, containing over 23,000 words in 2018 posts alone which could have (should have?) gone on the manuscript! But I've enjoyed blogging and in essence, the mini… Continue reading Happy Sunday Afternoon… 🖌

DAILY WORD PROMPT, WELLBEING, Writing

How much money have card companies made from today 🙄

Some days I'm a hopeless romantic... Others I'm a sceptical, suspicious kinda girl... WordPress displays much love poetry today... And some whose feelings unfurl.... 🌸 Some people spend today alone... Thinking about the couples all around... But don't forget that loneliness.... Even within coupledom can be found *********** Don't forget to love yourself today 😍… Continue reading How much money have card companies made from today 🙄

DAILY WORD PROMPT, Life

Ignorance is bliss…

When you're stood on top of the World Trade Centre, with no knowledge that in three years time it won't be there..... Thirteen years later, your daughter visits Ground Zero and listens to an emotive and powerful lecture during a geography school trip.... <a href="https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/lecture/">Lecture</a>

FAMILY LIFE, Life, WELLBEING

Apologies to no-one!

Thank goodness I bought two boxes. Half term and even 17 year old children appreciate a few home comforts, such as Eton Mess, thrown together in seconds - looking and tasting Ab Fab 🌸 But before mummy glances over at the linen apron hanging by the cooker with a vague notion she might do some… Continue reading Apologies to no-one!

DAILY WORD PROMPT, FAMILY LIFE, Travel

The streets are paved with purple nails 💜

I've always loved nice nails. Today I've had them painted purple. Having had horses in my life from my early twenties for the following quarter century, I knew what having broken chipped nails at the end of chapped hands felt like. It wasn't girly. They were the hands of hard work. But I welcome the… Continue reading The streets are paved with purple nails 💜

DAILY WORD PROMPT, Fiction, WELLBEING

The Tiger, The Author and The Typewriter

Heavy eyelids gave only a little away as to what the new day may hold but as she took that first deep breath and exhaled slowly and stretched, cool air kissed her shoulders and the view outside became clearer. Narnia! Dark green firs dusted with snow reminded her of granny's Christmas cake decorations and pushing… Continue reading The Tiger, The Author and The Typewriter