Spoons and Broomsticks

It was a weekend, the sun was shining, I had nothing to do, so my daughter and I thought we’d go out for the day. We didn’t have a specific idea where but we live […]

The estate I live on is probably like many other estates across the city. People busy living their own lives, bustling in and out to work, taking kids to school, fighting to make ends meet […]

I make lists all the time. It started with the simple ones such as what must I remember to do today –  buy milk, put the vacuum round, pay the electric bill. I found out […]

Last week I explained the problems I have with my memory. I have come a long way from when I first came home from hospital into the strange new world I now inhabited. I thought […]

It’s been five years since I had a stroke. In many ways, I am one of the lucky ones – I survived. I haven’t had to learn to walk again, nor how to speak. I […]

I have loved seeing the posts on Facebook of all the people celebrating Beltane – lots of pics of woodlands strewn with bluebells. Glastonbury looked awesome. Did I wish I was there? Yes. Why wasn’t […]

I have a regular slot with a pagan magazine. The heading for this slot is Words from the Witch’s journals and I write about – you’ve guessed it – things I have recorded in my […]

So, I started to cough. I’m coming down with a cold I thought, but no, I did not develop a runny nose nor a temperature. The cough got worse. I coughed throughout the day without […]

I have read the tarot cards for a number of years now, and briefly, well in the past, had a flirtation with plying my understanding of the cards for payment. Nowadays I draw cards for […]

My task for the day was to go to my GP surgery to get the pneumonia vaccine.  I knew this would be a painful journey as my knees have been giving me trouble lately despite […]