Yesterday I had the rather sobering experience of chaffeuring GothicDaughter on her first Valentine’s date, complete with red-ribboned fluffy bear (named, I kid you not, ‘Fluffy’), an anxiety-inducing cinema trip and national-emergency levels of awkwardness. I am not sure … Continue reading
It’s a very long time from New Year to Easter, isn’t it? You limp your way through January, trying not to look in the mirror, because then you will be reminded of the havoc that the Christmas season has played … Continue reading
Is there anything left to speak of love? Surely the minstrels and the troubadours serenaded it all to their damsels, centuries ago; lingered beneath their balconies, stroking their lutes and singing of the myriad delights and horrible miseries of love. … Continue reading
February 13th. I am dazzled, frazzled By the vajazzled array. Cupid’s lurid display. I blink, can’t think. I delve the shelves – The cards wink, flash, splash: Scarlet garnet cherry Berry-reds, fleshy pink. Silver crystal … Continue reading