Grandparents, Gurkhas and the love of writing
My granny was a wonderful story-teller. She would make hot buttered toast in the oven, steaming and oozing onto my fingers, then I would sit and listen to her fairy… Read more »
My granny was a wonderful story-teller. She would make hot buttered toast in the oven, steaming and oozing onto my fingers, then I would sit and listen to her fairy… Read more »
Some people may be able to write almost anywhere, and others may have a special place where they are free from disruptions. I write where I can see the sky…. Read more »