Tag Archives: Books

Tales from the City- The Penguincubator rediscovered at Charing Cross!

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When I was down beside the sea, a wooden spade they gave to me to dig the sandy shores….That was the first poem I ever memorised along with another, a really odd choice, the melancholic poem by Verlaine.. Il pleure … Continue reading

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Walk like the Dickens, Charles that is!

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It snowed the other day. Ted, my trusty wire fox terrier, decided that my hours at the desk were done, and it was now his time for his walk. We set off into the city woods, an acre or two … Continue reading

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Tales from the City-The Little Bookshop somewhere on Charing Cross Road.

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Sometimes going back in time is a colossal mistake. I remember traipsing after my father along Charing Cross Road to various little bookshops with lead fronted windows and solid wood doors. I didn’t pay too much attention to the shop’s … Continue reading

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“ACT NORMAL! THAT’S CRAZY ENOUGH!”

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                                I love expressions!  I cannot get enough of them.  I keep a little black notebook full of new ones that I know one day, I will use.  I … Continue reading

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What’s in a name, or call me Fletcher Christian!

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                                    I never loved my name. Growing up I wanted an exciting, different name, and better still, anything other than my own, Susan … Continue reading

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The Old Typewriter

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The old typewriter was a large part of my childhood.  I made my first attempts to type on its stubby olive keys, under the watchful eye of my father.  I was not aware of the emotion attached to my childish … Continue reading

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