Theresa’s Writing

I have been haunted all week by an article I read about a mother and child who died in the most tragic and desperate of circumstances,  and simply were not missed or looked for by anyone. Heartbreaking  on every level and a lesson to all of us how easy it is to be swallowed up…

There is nothing more dull than having flu, the kind of flu that fools  you  into thinking you are better when  lunch comes around,  but then crash bang wallop,  by tea time you are back in bed clutching a hot water bottle with your teeth chattering like a character from Funnybones ( much loved kids…

So we are back on the Rusty B after a 5 week break while he/she was in the marina having  some welding done. I know boats traditionally are known as ‘she’ but Rusty B is definitely of the slightly unwashed male variety , much loved and a bit scuffed around the edges. As T says…

It’s hard to imagine what we will be like when we hit old age ( assuming we will still be around). Obviously I would like to think that I will be the perfect old lady, delightful and charming to all, a joy to be around, with herds of grandchildren ( hint hint T, L and…

My elderly stepmother had a fall and was taken to hospital on Christmas day. Once again I found myself speeding down towards Salisbury where once again I managed to park in exactly the same spot in the hospital car park, the lucky spot that means you can get into the entrance by nipping through the…

If you put siblings in a room and ask them to remember a certain incident from their childhood,  you can bet your bottom dollar that each one of them will have a  different recollection of events. This indeed happened to dear friend who had a conversation with her brothers, all of them now adults,  …

We spent the weekend in Rome, working at a party which was held in the Cinecitta Film studios, formerly the haunt of Fellini  and other renowned Italian film makers, still known as one of the most famous film studios in Europe. The event was held on the set of the HBO TV series Rome and…

I was reading the Guardian article about Sean Hughes, the stand up comic/performer who died a week or so ago. While there may well have been some truth in it, and lets face it, none of us are perfect,  it was a pretty scathing and harsh piece, and indeed his fellow performers and friends who…

This morning I went for a brisk walk around Burgess Park. It was like being in an episode of ‘the really wild show”. At the entrance by the bins there was a bit of a feeding frenzy going on. A feeding frenzy that at first glance I thought involved a family of squirrels ( funny…

On Saturday morning,  we listened to a podcast, having (thanks to M and T ) finally discovered this rich and exciting medium that will transform our car journeys to and from the boat from now on.  It was about a Japanese man who lived on the east coast of Japan, the bit that was destroyed…