Category Archives: Prose

Dear Sleep…

Dear Sleep

Remember those good old days when we used to spend hours together, dreaming beautiful dreams, night after night? After a busy day, you were always there waiting with your big warm open arms ready to enfold me. I felt so snuggly and safe in your embrace and those hours we spent together were nearly always blissful ones.… Read more

The Broken Boys

This week’s ‘The Prompt’ is ‘I read the news today…’ which reminded me of an assignment I had when I was doing a creative writing course to write a piece based on a news item I had come across that week without using dialogue. Here’s the piece I wrote:


The Broken Boys

Well, here we are again, sitting on green plastic chairs in the local A&E department, waiting for a doctor to come and see us.… Read more

Childhood through the ages

“The highlight of my childhood was making my brother laugh so hard that food came out of his nose.” (Garrison Keillor)

Sometimes I watch Jessica and Sophie playing and realise just how much things have changed since I was a little girl.  Jessica is already able to use a iPod, turn the TV on and off and change channels and operate the DVD player.… Read more

It was inevitable

It was inevitable that the week leading up to my birthday would see hubby even more sleep-deprived than me due to working into the early hours on events followed by early morning starts. Naturally my two small children didn’t quite realise that the best birthday present to give mummy would be a good chunk of uninterrupted sleep and instead chose the night before to both wake up multiple times and require some time to get settled again.… Read more