The Sacred and Seasonal Cow

I love barbecuing, or braaiing as I still refer to it, and if you have read my Checking Out novella series you will know this to be true. So imagine my complete disgust when, upon waking up to a brief day of sunshine and heading off down to the local supermarket for...

That Comfort Blanket

I never really had one that I can remember. Growing up as a child I can vaguely recall action figures and the odd toy, but I didn’t have anything which could be construed as a source of comfort like a blanket or a favourite teddy bear (my Hannibal Smith A-team action...

10,000 reasons for gratitude

A year ago, or there about, I sat down one day and turned on my laptop, clicking away at the writing files and folders I had created once upon a time. ROBS WRITING Click WORKS IN PROGRESS COMPLETED Click (on the COMPLETED file) I wanted cheering up. Work as a bar...

Doubting Doubt

Sometimes, on occasion, now and again, every once in a while, not only do I turn into a human thesaurus judging from the opening to this blog post, but I also get hit by THE FEAR. Let me explain what THE FEAR is to me. No, I don’t shriek at the sight of a spider...

Sad Face

It’s hard enough at the best of times for me to put bum to seat and write. There is always something else to do, anything, dear God, anything! Sunday night I found myself on my hands and knees cleaning the back of the kitchen chair legs with a baby wipe, the...