On Your First Day
On your first day report to the Sister in charge of the ward. Your apron must be well starched and your cuffs three inches above your elbow. Your hair off your face and collar. You will show fear – for…
Friday I’m in Love
The Cure’s music is still running through my head, now it’s Love Cats. I’m fizzing to the zany beat. It’s Friday night and the city’s pubs are emptying – folk heading to nightclubs – others swaying – weaving through traffic…
Winter
I was born in a snowstorm the worst ever knownSix foot snowdrifts surrounded my home.So it’s no surprise my aversion to the coldI was a delicate child…or so I was told.I wasn’t always like this, in my teens it was…
Auntie’s Girl
It was always mum who cooked our food, washed our clothes and generally looked after us, but it was auntie who nurtured my soul. Mum gave me orders every morning on what not to do. Like do not tamper with…