Fortunately, the vision for St M’s Parish Hall has been realised and this old and quaint parish hall has been created as a place for celebration and busy social interaction for besides the Christmas Coffee Morning to raise funds for Shelter- a UK charity offering assistance for those threatened with the loss of the very roof over their head and a Big Brekkie during Christian Aid Week.
We’ve also made ‘Pancake Promises’ for Lent… Continue reading To Merryworth Town!
Twenty Four Years and Counting…
Remembering the life of Nicole Brown Simpson who died on this day in 1994 at the age of 35. Continue reading Me and My Shadow! Recollecting Nicole…
Yesterday was also Nicole’s birthday and if she were still with us – she would have been celebrating her 59th year…
And having shared a lovely image of her on the Facebook page, I lit a candle in her memory and enjoyed a rather large slice of this delicious cake!
Ever heard of the ‘Hatched, Matched and Dispatched’ quip?
Continue reading Happy Ever After? That’s a Privilege Denied to Many!
This is THE post that I should have shared yesterday but I did not on account of a lack of time, natural light and inclination!
Despite the issues of time and natural light notwithstanding for as I had published six (yes, six!) stories about the anniversary of THAT Verdict by yesterday evening; the only inclination that remained was for me to crawl away into the dark night and watch a trashy movie with only a huge slice of cake for company And no, the trashy movie that I watched was NOT about the Simpson Matter! Continue reading Twenty Three Years After THAT Verdict and the Protest Continues!
I think the thing which has most troubled me about the death of my father, is that I have been left feeling so troubled by it as I had always imagined I would be indifferent to any news of him but how else to explain my sense of rage as if he has slammed the door in my face for the final time or that profound sadness about the beautiful and charming grandson he barely knew.
Or the black void in which all of my questions about my relationship with him have tumbled into and which are now swirling around like confetti, to be forever unanswered and I have to find my way through the ‘If only’ and What if’ on my own… Continue reading Father AND Daughter Reflected in a Different Light?