Joy. Just the shape of this word sees me realise its purpose in the world! I think of song and sunshine and that bubbly feeling inside that is indescribable by any word other than itself.…
Tag: #forwhatitsworth
For What It’s Worth – Memory
For as long as I can remember Nan made Christmas cakes. I have a clear memory of that special cake appearing proudly on the table, sliced and presented on a glass plate after dinner. As…
Coming Home – To Coriander
The look of disgust on Dad’s face should be immortalised in marble for future generations to recognise in themselves when they taste coriander for the first time. “It tastes like soap!” He shakes his head…
Coming Home – To Daylight
When you wake today you will wake to an important day in the calendar of Melinda. I mean, Victoria (I guess I AM the centre of my own universe but you possibly have a very…