Driftwood

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Saturday, September 23, 2006

Don't let anyone touch my coco pops, ok?

I was only too happy to oblige. The self-possessed, curly-haired little boy giving the instruction had really grown up, and had been so proud to carry the ring at the wedding the day before. I was entranced; this little soul had completely transformed. Three years old at the turn of the millenium,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, September 21, 2006

I love my country

Mid-afternoon, and we are enjoying a pub lunch; sandwiches, and a glass or two of chilled white wine. We have come a long way from the traditional pint-of-beer-and-a-ploughman's lunch of a lump of bread, butter, cheddar cheese, pickled onion (or Branston's pickle) and a bit of limp lettuce. At the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, September 20, 2006

A partir...

A poem for my daughter; this time, instead of waving away my son on his travels, I am the one leaving. When I hold you for the last time, I remember the first time, Your warm little body in my arms. When you cried, I soothed you, Just as I wipe away your tears today. You are in my arms all too... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, September 11, 2006

La Tarte Tropezienne

No it isn't a lady of the night, in case you were wondering. It's a great place to stop for a bite. I got into trouble in two seconds for picking up the menu - verborten, obviously, and with my new-found confidence in parlais-vous I apologised. The boys were browsing the cake counter and commented... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, September 10, 2006

Oh la la..

I think I have acquired a French admirer. Not my type of course, and not that I am looking. I needed some quiet time to read yesterday, and thought I would go up to the village square and find a shady spot. I waited at the bus stop for a while, and eventually gathered my courage, and my limited... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, September 6, 2006

Octopus

A delicacy for many; not for me. It isn't something I willingly eat, but I thought I would keep an open mind. It was freshly caught that afternoon and I even knew the fisherman (my daughter's "copain" - boyfriend.). I could have overlooked the garlic sauce, which doesn't agree with me, or the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Try a Parisian haiku

This was in response to Ypunday's theme of stained glass. soft ancient whispers cool quiet darkness and light late artisan hands bright crystalline glow speaks mystery of ages glorification myriad fragments devotion’s testimony life’s labour of love overwhelming awe gregorian chants echo timeless... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, August 31, 2006

Kir Royale - a postcard.

Sounds wonderful doesn’t it? You’re not supposed to drink too much of it though. Delicious it might be, and so drinkable, but has the unfortunate side effect of making one drinker obnoxious. Of course I upset him today (anyone want to know if he upset me..?) and he had obviously been brooding on it.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Another four weeks.

Flight time. Terrorism aside, we are travelling together, and his expectations are high. I try to tell myself it will be better if we are away from the pressures of work and that I might be able to turn things around. But his insistence on my moving forward at his pace forces me to question whether... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, August 18, 2006

What happened to...

the meadow we used to cross, to go to the sweetshop that's no longer there, when my grandmother took us for Sunday afternoon walks when we were small? Where is the cottage that had round bumpy rope-pattern roof-line tile borders along the garden path, the one we walked around the back of to buy a... Sign in to see full entry.

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About this Blog

I started this blog in 2006, round about the time my 28-year marriage was unravelling. It was difficult for all concerned, even for my ex who handled the situation about as badly as it’s possible to do. The damage is still emerging, when I least expect it. The children are adults and both now live with their father in Australia. After the divorce, the future initially looked bright. It still does, although there are a number of complications. I have a new relationship to nurture, sometimes thrown into confusion through my daughter’s negativity when she visits. I’m a member of the church choir, which is really important to me. I think I’m happy, apart from those moments of conflict and opposition that we can all do without. Time will tell. To quote William Shakespeare: O time, thou must untangle this, not I. It is too hard a knot for me t'untie

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