I said goodbye to my final rose, the third round of blooms I had enticed from the bushes outside my lounge window by pruning, something I didn’t know I could do! We moved out of ...
I am thankful today for the witness I received from a lady, who is a neighbor of Daughts’ and son’s in the very sketchy block of a flats where they live in Dallas. A ...
I was walking today along the lake at Hideaway. The wind was bitterly cold and since it had rained almost non-stop for 24 hours there was water standing on driveways and sandy loams ...
My friends have asked me where I’m calling home those days and I say, “Let me count the places!” The Hawthorne Suites on Central and Campbell My brother-in-law’s house sharing ...
Life on Grand Mistral was drawing to a close. The friends Daughts had made during her three short months aboard were all going their own separate ways and the final days were ...
Daughts was having a sad day as she drew near to the end of her contract aboard The Grand Mistral. One of these kind of days, 🙁 She asked me for an email, “A happy one?” I ...
Daughts used to catch the 1025pm from Victoria every evening after work and tell us tales of drunks scarfing Big Macs and sleeping through their stops.
My favourite thing to do, when it isn't too crowded or busy, is to eavesdrop on the public transport.
Bus, train, tube, all are fertile ground for interesting snippets of others' ...
At the beginning of October Harvest Festival takes place when we offer the first fruits and thank God for a productive year…share our wealth. At St. George’s the wealth is ...
I was tweeted on Twitter last week by a lady who had spotted my hair and wanted to send me some free samples of products especially designed for women who were showing off their ...
Well hello there! My name is Vivienne McNeny.
I am an empty nester exploring life as a Boomer…you could say I'm happily Boomering along!
As a homeschooling Mum I have finally quit the job of role model and mentor to my four children. I do what I want to do, eat when I feel like it, enjoy life with my blue eyed cowboy and clean my house once a month or so whether it needs it or not!
In true English form I write about the emergence of my true identity now that I can no longer hide behind my children as their Mum.