Twenty-FourThe other day I was talking to a friend and we had a conversation in which I said “when I’m older I want to…” and my friend replied with, “how much older?” This really got me thinking, I’m not that old! In her defence, I know what she meant — at the age of say, 15, if I were to say ‘when I’m older’, I’d…
I miss Douglas AdamsI miss Douglas Noel Adams. I miss him like I would miss a friend and mentor who will no longer be able to share his words…
Thank You, Sixteen.Birthday’s are such a beautiful thing. Although they don’t necessarily make any sense, the holiday makes us human. It gives us a chance to be selfish and to believe that for 24 hours, we own a piece of time and space.
First BirthdayHappy Birthday to this blog. One year ago tomorrow I wrote the first ‘From the Kitchen’ and this blog was born.
Dear AppaSo it’s another birthday (or rather birth anniversary) today. How does it feel to be growing old, Old Man? I love how I can call you that, because we’ve always been friends, and you are my confidante, my guide, and my conscience keeper. I love how similar I am to you — even the smallest, silliest similarities…
