by Pam Pearce | Jun 14, 2022 | Uncategorized
I recall a celebrity of a certain age once recounting how, suddenly one day, she became aware of a weird rasping whisper that seemed to be following her around her kitchen. To her horror, on looking down, she realised the sound was coming from her slippers, as she...
by Pam Pearce | Mar 16, 2022 | Uncategorized
I think I’m a nice person. I keep myself to myself. My street is similarly quiet and considerate, too, if you discount that outdoor evening disco thing last summer I’m hoping was a one-off. But if I offer up just seven little words, you will understand immediately why...
by Pam Pearce | Feb 8, 2022 | Uncategorized
As the sound of my husband’s ancient Honda fades away, I’m up and at it. Springing up from my computer, I go round turning down every radiator valve, apart from the one in my room. I work for myself from home – and like a lot of us, I’m doing it save money. I’ve...
by Pam Pearce | Jan 5, 2022 | Uncategorized
There she was, alone on a commode facing the window, entirely naked save for a thermal vest. This lonely figure, my mum – who only three weeks earlier was signing Christmas cards and laughing at Dad’s Army – stared back at my worried smile and asked quietly if I could...
by Pam Pearce | Nov 30, 2021 | Uncategorized
With grim news over the spread of the new Covid variant, I’d determined to make sure the bright, shiny event at the end of December doesn’t end up being a damp squib. I love Christmas when it’s here, but I’m not one of those people who puts their tree up in...
by Pam Pearce | Nov 16, 2021 | Uncategorized
It started the minute I left St Peter’s Church in Ruddington. It was dark, and as I stepped out and walked down the path to the road, I went straight into alert mode. The meeting of the Ruddington Gardeners’ Association had been the first face-to-face get-together...
