From Windsor to Wedding

It's funny the things we remember and the things we forget about a place from our past. I had forgotten how green England is. I had forgotten the experience of the variety of so many dialects of the same accent all swirling around me. I had forgotten just how many women are victims of the …

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“I do not like green eggs and ham I do not like them Sam-I-Am.”

Halloween has always been one of my favourite holidays. I’ve always loved the freedom of being in a fancy dress outfit. The funny thing is I don’t have a single childhood memory of trick or treating. We lived out in the country side – miles away from much of anything except a few other houses, …

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Flying North for the Winter

Most birds tend to emigrate south for warmer climates, but Mandi has always been someone who doesn’t adhere to the ‘norm’ or to what people expect from her. I think that is what bonds us – we never felt the need to be ‘normal’. I still remember when I met Mandi over 20 years ago …

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A Twist of the Tongue

My accent can be a real mishmash of the various influences in my life. There are some words which have been phased out of my vocabulary – like ‘ain’t’ or saying ‘good’ in place of ‘well’, i.e. saying “He did good” vs “He did well’. Some of those things really bug me now but I …

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Daddy’s Home

It has become a bit of a standing joke in our house that as soon as Norm (Mr Kitten in the city) goes away, chaos ensues. At one point I almost believed he had set things up to go wrong just so I appreciate him. But that level of underhandedness is more my style than …

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