The Embroidery

When I was a little boy, my mother used to embroid a great deal. I would sit at her knee and look up from the floor and ask what she was doing. She informed me that she was embroidering. I told her th…

Purpose

You’re breathing regularly and your heart is pumping blood into both your pulmonary and systemic circulation = you are alive. Well done on passing the first stage of affirming your existence on this g…

The Mole.

Knowing that no one gets away with anything scot-free is all the consolation I need in times of painful betrayal. For anyone who has been reading my blog right from the start, you’d know that it was a…