Virginia Barton

15 February 2019: Men in cars

The neurologist was really apologetic; he had no idea how close he was to being hugged. I managed to resist whooping and look crestfallen.

25 January 2019: Intruders, part 2

I have never in my life had 13 different kinds of tea and coffee in the flat. I had no idea they even existed, let alone might find a lodging with me.

4 January 2019: Mickey!

He can always pull you out of a black dog mood, comfort you in one of life’s not infrequent sad moments with his fixed but genuine smile.

30 November 2018: Cherishing your Oldies

We aged ones have been called many things: dustys, crumblies, wrinklies, crinklies, old bats, etc. and many much ruder names I wouldn’t dream of typing. The scoffers forget that very likely they, too, will be an old trout one day.

9 November 2018: Armistice Day

On the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month the Armistice was signed to end the First World War, one-hundred years ago.

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