Author Archives: Candy
PAM AYRES WAS RIGHT!
Back in the seventies, Pam Ayres wrote a ditty about her teeth and how she wished that she had looked after them properly. That little ‘poem’ struck a chord with many, many people, I imagine, and I was definitely one … Continue reading
Somehow, I deleted my post.
In order for people who have not signed up to receive this (Oh, I’m so envious..), I’ve had to put it online again. Apologies to you if you’ve already received it!
Oh, I’m so envious of my husband! He has a wife….
Julian puts the rubbish out, if I ask him to. I doubt if he knows when the bin-men are due and I’m sure he doesn’t know whether it’s general-rubbish-week or re-cycling-week. Once a year he goes on-line and does my … Continue reading
Really quick update!
Julian read a few sentences. He says he wishes that I had discussed this with him first as he is willing to do more if I just ask him to. He doesn’t see “mess” – and I know that – … Continue reading
WHAT A MESS!
When I was a kid in America, we occasionally had ‘art lessons’ which consisted of being given a piece of paper and told to draw whatever. We had pictures to colour-in and were encouraged to ‘decorate’ round the edges of … Continue reading
U3A – UNIVERSITY OF THE THIRD AGE
My latest post – University, At Last is about my continuing education, even through my 70’s. Go to http://www.whitehairedwoman.com
UNIVERSITY, AT LAST!
When I was young and still at school my greatest desire and ambition was to be a teacher. At the time, in the UK, one had to go to a Teacher Training College where one studied loads of educational subjects … Continue reading
Thank you Iris, for all your help and advice Part 2
In 1994 we moved to a gorgeous little village about a mile or so away from East Malling called Wateringbury. Our new house was partly very old. The two-storey front of the house was built in the nineteenth century but … Continue reading
THANKS!
I would just like to thank all those new readers and followers from Bangladesh. I can’t imagine what drew you to my blog posts but am happy that you are here! Welcome!😀
Thank you, Iris, for all your help and advice! Part 1
When we lived in London, we lived mostly in flats. The first was on the sixth floor and the only area outside was a fire escape where the rubbish bins were kept; the second flat was above a shoe shop … Continue reading