Nostalgia

We spend the weekend at a little hotel in the middle of the woods and the rooms were light and modern but the staircase was peppered with old relics, like an old sewing machine, stuffed animals (a woodgrouse, a piglet, a stoart), modern art (quite … Continue reading Nostalgia

The Score

All alone fair Charlotte stood on the dance floor.

Back in the shadows they called her a cheap “wh…”.

They wanted her out.

But she let out a shout:

 “I’m here. I am woman, so now hear me roar!”

Laughing Along with a Limerick: Floor

.

.

..