Perfume tells us something about the wearer. Like steak it can be blue, well-done, medium well and burnt (and everything in-between!) Whatever way a person prefers it the depth of the scent has a way of staying with us long after that person has left the building.
The weather has been playing tricks on us again. It’s cast a grey blanket over things like a slow dirge. Ever notice how people seem to be caught as if in slow-mo on a grey day? Grey days certainly have
My favourite vegetable is corn; I could eat it till the cows come home. I love it cooked and eaten right off the cob, I love it popped and I love it done in the old fashioned maori tradition, as kaanga wai. “This literally translates as
Do you ever feel humbuggerish? Strictly speaking there’s no such word. The noun humbug has one of a number of meanings but I refer to it here by this meaning:
My old school-friend Sal reminds me of what long time friendship means. And what’s that you say? Well, here’s the thing, for me it’s the reference to the ‘long’ bit that gives you a clue. Long time for Sal on the other hand has meant long-between letters, long-between chats and