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Memories

Thoughts about living in Jamaica, USA, UK, Canada, and Italy

Coffee, cocoa or tea?

Before you begin to read, you should know I have mentioned products and supermarkets in the following text. Unfortunately, no one is paying me to…

10/06/2026

Hurricane lamps

Recently I was walking across the living room and the lights went out. They went out silently, not with the click from the circuit breaker. I froze…

03/06/2026

On blocks

…. a ramble Currently I am stuck. I don’t know what to write about, which is a lie because here I am writing things down. I don’t remember who told me this, but think…

27/05/2026

On painting

Last year I worked on a project creating 100 tiny paintings (6x8 cm to 7x9 cm). I have included a few of my favourites here. I painted in…

20/05/2026

Is nobody here?

Just to let you know ... Seems some folks think I’m writing about what is happening at this moment. I am not. I am attempting to trace how I came to be…

13/05/2026

Unravelling time

I am sitting in the room painted by the previous occupant. The walls are cream coloured and splattered with light green paint, quite pretty. I slept…

05/05/2026

Cat and dog paradise

… maybe not for me … My neighbours took me to visit the man near Tolfa. There was a small white house tucked into the corner of a large open grassy field. There were…

29/04/2026

The Farmhouse

I moved into the farmhouse, downstairs. It was filled with other people’s furniture. The bedroom had at least two dressing tables with mirrors,…

22/04/2026

Not falling of a horse

… and other memories … One of my recurring mistakes is that I tend not to talk about a life changing decision with friends or family before deciding. When I had already…

17/04/2026

Early days of renting and working in Italy

When I first went to live in Italy I was lucky to have had friends find me a place I could go to as soon as I landed...

07/04/2026

1,2,3,4,Cake

Memories of my mother Ruth Recently, I was overcome by a sense of rebellion. Times are difficult all over, but one way I thumb my nose at the world is to bake a cake. …

25/03/2026

Chairs and how to sit on them

Fran’s father, George, had been an army man and knew the weight of things just by looking at them. But when it came to chairs, his was another way…

18/03/2026

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18/03/2026