Until recently, I offered relaxation therapy each week to the residents of a nursing and care home and I learnt something important there about what it is to be frail and elderly. *** Let’s call him Frank, it’s a
NZ flax flower (Phormium tenax) Spring, so full of expectations. To be alive in spring is to be whirled up into spirals of hope; of unfolding leaves, pending buds, and new beginnings. While waiting for an emerging prospect of my
90 Mile Beach in the Far North of New Zealand, but it doesn’t need words.
Even if they have not read it, most people have heard of the diary of that old reprobate, Samuel Pepys. It seems unfair that he alone should have the first and last words: no documents written by his young wife
I hardly knew Madeleine. Perhaps that was part of the problem. The other part was that she was particularly house-proud. Shiny surfaces, absence of clutter and not a speck of dust lurking in the crevices of skirting boards were, to