It was been a sad week, my dear French neighbour, Marie, died. She had Parkinson’s disease and had been a light in my life for 20 years. What do I regret? Not buying her a top from M&S -I meant to, it would have made her smile! I regret not phoning more when we were in England and not liking her sausage and cheese cake (a family joke). I reckon she'd laugh to be on my Facebook feed!
Also my friends Amanda and Anne had birthdays, but they are no longer with us either -cancer, the big au revoir!!!
I've never felt it was a fight, a struggle perhaps?
Now it is autumn....
I’ve gone all November,
All wet leaves and fog,
I’m trying to remember,
The point of the blog?
I strip off the fabric,
To expose a mess,
They cut out the passion,
I had to undress...
The atmosphere over,
A tunnel of hush,
Where once with a tambourine
Clattering I'd rush...
The things that I told you,
Whilst shouting out loud,
Have floated off silent,
Like rain in the cloud...
