Martini Highs

It was Friday. At last. She was sitting in front of the TV watching rugby league ... not really paying attention. It was the NRL semi finals, a pretty big thing here Down Under and Mr She was watching with great concentration. She felt she should at least pretend to be present and interested. The... Continue Reading →

Lost and Lonely

She'd always wondered about the term 'losing' when somebody died.  It seemed an odd phrase to use, like you'd lost a set of keys, a pencil, a dog.  It didn't truly convey the feeling of grief, intense sorrow and utter despair.  To 'lose' someone almost implies you will find them again .... they were just... Continue Reading →

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