Storytime

It's that crazy pre-Christmas time when all of our groups call it an end for the year. My writing group, Lazy River Writers   meet at the end of the month so last weekend was our Christmas break up. Celebrating Christmas in November does seem strange, but trying to find another date, that doesn't clash with children / work / social activities is near impossible. You should see us try to plan a writing retreat! It is always a fun day. We lunch..we chat....we celebrate the fact that we are friends as well as writers. Serious business does get done. If I recall correctly, this happened about four and a half hours after we got together...but some things can't be rushed. Being the last meeting for the year, we had to plan the dates for the coming year, 2017. And as I work a lot of weekends, this lovely group of writers, always move things around to accommodate this. We tweak the set dates...find venues if our usual local library is unavailable (we do clash wi...

Yes it's been Mother's Day, the day, according to all the retail stores, we bombard our much loved mothers with slippers, pyjamas, dressing gowns and chocolate. Which does make for an interesting version of what they think mothers are. Chocoholics who prefer nothing than spending the day in their pjs? And of course there is the customary chrysanthemum...which I frankly hate     don't like. Don't know what it is because there are few plants and flowers that I don't take a fancy to. When the children were younger, there would be the gifts from the Mother's Day Stall. We all remember them don't we? Small soaps with floral stickers on them----gaudy plastic flowers in even gaudier vases---small bags of chocolates-----handkerchiefs with any initial but our own embroidered on them----neon striped fluffy bed socks. Small sigh of nostalgia really. For mother's day, daughter and I had it planned- it involved breakfast, a wander around a market and then...