That girl Tina was all but forgotten by now, but when I did think of her, it just brought back bad memories.
She turned up in my life again 7 years later in 1994, again watching me from afar.
Continue reading “When you meet the wrong girl -part two”When you meet the wrong girl, -Part one
To set the scene, we need some background.
I grew up with parents who resented each other and barely spoke, let alone anything physical. It was a 1960’s thing that they stayed together for appearances sake, rather than endure the stigma of divorce. It didn’t help that mum suffered from depression.
Continue reading “When you meet the wrong girl, -Part one”Humour XXIII
A mystery bird
It’s winter here, with temperatures dropping down to 0’C (32’F) at night. This mysterious bird was sunning themselves on our roof.
So far, we haven’t found out what breed it is.
Uncoffined 
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