129 – What do you say?
Partings. We do it every day. Walk out the door. Hang up the phone. Go upstairs. Downstairs. In the next room. Babies will cry when …
Partings. We do it every day. Walk out the door. Hang up the phone. Go upstairs. Downstairs. In the next room. Babies will cry when …
One day you’ll look to see I’ve gone For tomorrow may rain, so I’ll follow the sun Some day you’ll know I was the one But tomorrow may …
Anyone that knows me would tell you that I don’t drink very much alcohol. My favourite wine has always been red wine but for some …
My parents, who, by the way, have been married for 56 years, came to this country as newlyweds to create a life for themselves and …
One present we were given yesterday remained unopened this morning. This was not an oversight, it was unopened on purpose. I know the friend who …
December arrives and the reality dawns that another calendar year is fast drawing to a close. Traditional countdowns to the big day begin and something …
The bears in Kirk’s windows have been working out thoroughly over the past few weeks. Some of them are definitely looking slimmer. Perhaps we could …
Some days we wish time away so that the day will end quickly. We want to forget these days and all that happens during them. …
Food businesses of one kind or another have been a signature trade of the few members of our family that immigrated to New Zealand. My …
I listened. I started to sing along. I had to move. I was taken back to the days when I was supposedly young and carefree. …
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