Thanks for dropping by. I'm a author and teacher with interests in education, mental health. faith and community. I like to wonder aloud about everyday life, hope and the silly, incongruous things that shape us and make us who we are. I also like hats, cake and those tiny little snores cats make when they sleep. On the Home page, you'll find around 100 wonderings, all different in length and content. On a pc, you'll see a 'Select month' menu at the side where you can choose a piece from the last 12 years. You can find out about my books on the Books tab. Miracle! I'd love to hear your comments below any posts you read. Have a good day. Deborah
“I don’t want to be here!” Fighting back tears, I swung the car into a space beside our apartment building, “There’s no Christmas here…” The narrow Ankara street echoed with the cries of bread sellers, goats and children. Some of them lifted their heads and eyed us with interest. It was cold. As I unloaded … Continue reading Finding Christmas
I am about half way through my fourth book - working title, Two Things. It's about a group of people in supported accommodation and I'm really enjoying it. The reason it's taking me so long is that I started writing another book (Hearing Loss) and about half way through, I thought this book is depressing … Continue reading Writing – like swimming only drier
Christmas came early that year but the street didn't mind, stretching out joyous arms in welcome. It began in October when shops shrugged off their orange clothes for Remembrance Red. The street approved. It liked its small-town displays of poppies. November brought frost and incipient hope. The shops were lit with tinsel and coloured lights. … Continue reading The Street
I cycled into town today to post a book. I love cycling, and I love autumn, at least when the weather is like it was today - drowsy and warm, and smelling of mown grass and earth. I cycled along the twittens (Sussex word for alleyways). The sun fell down through the trees and landed … Continue reading Autumn and the art of being human
I'm trying to be a better person - kinder, more patient, a healthy eater. I want to be the sort of person who exercises and enjoys it, carries a water bottle, and drinks it. It's not going well. The thing is, at this time of year there's Mothers Day, then my birthday, then my husband's … Continue reading Wonder
January. For me, the very word conjures up things like dead poinsettias, stark trees, mud. To say nothing of left-over Christmas cake looking ashamed of itself for existing. Do you remember that song January? It was released by the group Pilot in 1975. I was thirteen and can still sing it off by heart (not … Continue reading January – sick and tired?
I don't know what it is about daffodils but they're such HAPPY flowers. The colour of a smile. Not that yellow is the actual colour of a smile (unless you have bad teeth) but it should be. I'm not going out much at present, but my husband came back from the supermarket again with a … Continue reading Lifting the heart on a grey day
So many questions: - What are social distancing procedures on pavements? Should I tint my own eyebrows? Shall I grow a beard? As far as pavements are concerned, I think there should be a very clear rule that the person on the outside steps into/across the road (if it's quiet) or onto the kerb, while … Continue reading Digging up daisies
The Vaucluse is the most beautiful place on earth. Well, perhaps not THE most beautiful. Cappodocia, Turkey probably is....then there's Holy Island. Well, alright, there are quite a few beautiful place on earth and the Vaucluse is one of them. In fact, on our recent holiday, I found it so beautiful, that it actually hurt in … Continue reading From there to here…
The old man leans on the gate at the edge of the park. It is heavier than he remembers but then so are most things. Like his own stomach and the bag of weekly shopping. He sighs. If only he had taken better care of himself when the whole damn thing had started – the … Continue reading Waiting for Dad
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