Author Archives: Candy

When I was was about 10, my great-grandma Weller (also known to us youngsters as The Great Weller), died. She was about 93 and had spent at least the last part of her life with diabetes. I knew her as … Continue reading →

I remember my 20th birthday party. I reached that age while we still lived in our ‘luxury flat’ in Bayswater. Really, my party consisted of my family and my friend Shaun. My boyfriend had broken up with me earlier in … Continue reading →

It’s a long time since I wrote a blog post….I’m sorry about that and I have no excuse. Indeed, I have been thinking about it but haven’t been able to come up with any ideas for a post, though occasionally, … Continue reading →

Most days, when I use the downstairs loo, I am made happy by one ridiculous item! Probably eight or nine years ago I bought, via EBay, a small cupboard with four drawers to one side, as a storage unit for … Continue reading →

Here is an abstract painting I made the other day. I quite like it – it’s colours and the shapes – but am not sure which way up it goes, so I thought I’d ask you. Thanks! 😄 (Don’t you … Continue reading →

My sleepless night is not important. It hasn’t any earth-shaking repercussions. I will survive it. But, it shouldn’t have happened! During my childhood in America there was an air raid siren on top of the neighbourhood school. Every once in … Continue reading →

It’s been a few weeks since I wrote a post so I thought I would just send you all seasons greetings, whoever you are and whatever it is you are celebrating.

Every few days I have a look to see if anybody has read my recent posts and am often surprised for two reasons – the first is that not many people have visited my blog and the second is that … Continue reading →

When I was born, seventy eight and a half years ago, I weighed (I’ve been told) seven pounds, three ounces. I put on weight as expected and was never overweight as a child. It was the same with my sister, … Continue reading →

I think of myself as a ‘risk averse’ old lady. I don’t like travelling in cars, planes, buses, trains – and certainly not on the back of a motorbike or scooter, with or without a helmet. Maybe it’s because my … Continue reading →