In a clearing on the outskirts of the ancient woods, in view of the gently rolling meadows, an untended bonfire sparked and crackled. I hurried home to retrieve my camera. This was too ...
I saw a poodle with dreadlocks and although I could have taken a photo I thought it would be a little presumptuous of me so you will have to make do with an image I found on line and ...
In front of me on the perimeter of the ancient woodlands of Beckenham Place Park, my new favourite haunt, I saw a flock of wood pigeons pecking in the mud at whatever it is birds peck ...
Sometimes technology blows me away. I have no idea how it works, but as I said to my children while flawlessly educating them, “You don’t have to know how digestion works for it to ...
It happened again! I’ve checked my visage and there is absolutely nothing missing, no nick, no snag, no lost jig saw part… No piercings even! Yet somehow my anatomy lets me ...
Buying Christmas and birthday presents for my mother was always very difficult. I knew what she didn’t like, cut flowers for a start, so roses were out; anything edible, she went ...
The air, as we strode purposefully through the park this weekend, was freezing. Hubs had to keep pulling out his kleenex to wipe his nose. I let my rhino droplets evaporate, or freeze. ...
We went to see a film today during the early afternoon. It was still light when we came out so it was early! We chose our seats, they’re reserved remember? When we got into the ...
Our youngest daughter arrived home from Texas today. She confidently says she has three homes, Dallas, London and Leigh on Sea. My mother always said she had lost us when we referred ...
I spoke to the lady who sits on a park bench in out graveyard today. She was walking along in my direction, a red t-shirt that was making its way slowly up her torso, a pair of ...
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.