A storm is coming. The sky is rumbling like a giant's intestines. The rain is falling sporadically but in huge splats like someone is emptying miniature buckets of water onto the ground. Have you ever noticed the differing sizes of raindrops? It is quite fascinating. It must be to do with the different shapes of... Continue Reading →
School Captain Blues.
My son, Jake, ran for School Captain this week. He didn't win. He accepted the defeat graciously, with good humour and aplomb. 'I knew I wouldn't win, Mum,' he said. 'It was inevitable. You know who I was up against.' That's just it. I did know who he was up against - the demonic cyborg... Continue Reading →
Selma In The City 
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