Archive for August, 2009

Introducing….

Friday, August 14th, 2009

What seas what shores what grey rocks and what islands
What water lapping the bow
And scent of pine and the woodthrush singing through the fog
What images return
O my daughter.
~T.S Eliot ‘Marina’~

Sorry sweetheart, the space-time continuum is unfortunately out of Mummy’s reach

Saturday, August 8th, 2009

“Why do the days keep going around and around Mummy? Make them stop, they’re too quick!” 
Good question darling A.  Somehow I find myself eighteen and a half weeks pregnant, which should not be so surprising to me given the [...]