My times up — hey Dad, I’m smiling
He gazed at me for a moment. ‘I don’t like those catheter things.’
He gazed at me for a moment. ‘I don’t like those catheter things.’
It isn’t hard to spot day-glo orange boots, even in a row of bushes. The hard part is making the post first or tagging the runner.
Words bare exposed share artist's thoughts Expressed in coloured wash and line
My Dad died some years back. I reconnected with him yesterday… a touch across time.
What’s the point of man-flu if not to garner sympathy?
To cap it all, the pharmacist said no alcohol. The last refuge of a Scottish man-flu victim denied me.
Seems we’re as ethical and constructive as ever. Think I'll have a whisky.
How can we help each other tap into the well of human kindness and respect? Could that change the world?
Wine and words flowed, in the way of openings.
We need a good plan, or we're going to be screwed. Brexit or Bremain, we must get our act together …