The Defender
Peter sat quietly seething in his favourite armchair in the lounge. To say he was angry was an understatement. Earlier in the day, he had learnt that once again his […]
Peter sat quietly seething in his favourite armchair in the lounge. To say he was angry was an understatement. Earlier in the day, he had learnt that once again his […]
Day 1. Luis mentioned that he had seen a wren going into a hanging basket on the front porch. I took the camera but after quite some time, I gave […]
Just over two years ago I watched my Dad die. He was 95, he had pneumonia and was in renal failure. It took two weeks. We knew that he would […]