I feel the raindrops pitter pattering on my helmet as I negotiate the short distance to my store.
Continue reading “Rainy days and Sundays always make me smile”The Cream Heist
This post is dedicated to my sister and my mother, with due apologies to the former and a drum roll of honour for the latter.
Continue reading “The Cream Heist”A little bit of green
‘Let’s get some flower pots inside,’ says N, in preparation for her birthday when she wants everything to look pretty.
She’s the only other person in the family who even notices said flower pots. Though calling them that is a bit of a euphemism given that most of them are flowerless greens. With my very limited gardening skills, all I can realistically aim for is keeping even these alive and healthy. When the occasional peace lily shows up there is much celebration.
Continue reading “A little bit of green”Where did that ‘kerchief go?
I lift the lid of the washing machine and aaaarrrgh!!!! in frustration. It isn’t a colour leak (thank goodness), BUT it’s something just as bad – a tissue explosion.
Continue reading “Where did that ‘kerchief go?”Jamuns on my desk
There are two types of people in the world – those who are fruit people and those who aren’t.
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