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Those stumblin' words that told you what my heart meant …. Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. Author Archives: Gill Fraser Lee. Home is where the heart is. April 4, 2011. But it is not my dream home. Two days later, and the house was sold. My perfect little home. To a young woman we’d never met who’d bid a lot higher than the asking price and who, we were told, would be living there. We needed the money, we accepted the offer. And the soul of the house died, t...From time to time, I real...
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Parker's Prose: May 2011
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Tuesday, 31 May 2011. Passions come in all shapes and sizes . Easy tiger - not THAT kind of passion. 160; It could be someone from history or literature perhaps. Someone from the world of television or film? 160; Food (mmm . food! 160; But while Ive never knowingly turned down a tiramisu or three, todays topic is a passion of the Theatrical kind. Posted by Parker's Prose. Saturday, 21 May 2011. Once more into the Lycra, dear friends, once more . Posted by Parker's Prose. Monday, 16 May 2011. C) 2011 MrsP...
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Parker's Prose: Stuff I Love
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The Open Air Theatre, Regent's Park. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Behind every great man is a woman rolling her eyes. View my complete profile. The Decorating Diaries (with apologies to Simon Gr. Review – Once in a Lifetime, Young Vic. Two Buddies and a Badger (2015). Lady Byron's Musings: Baltic Treasures Cruise - Arcadia. The Jer Blog, all about Jeremy Northam. The Road to Wigan Pier, read by Jeremy Northam, review. Protecting my son. and all my children and yours. Home is where the heart is.
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Parker's Prose: Tackling the Teen
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Saturday, 20 August 2011. Last Friday saw me heading down to the Victoria Station to meet my nephew off the train from his home near the South Coast. This was, you understand, in lieu of his father, my brother, who had to attend to some business at work. On Saturday, I started to realise the awful truth. The little boy who used to run to me for cuddles and carries is growing up fast (too fast for my liking). He's too cool to use the term "Auntie" when he addresses me. I, however, still refer ...I was tre...
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Parker's Prose: About Me
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Be it ever so humble . welcome to my blog. Well I'm a female of the species, on the wrong side of her forties, lately wondering who on earth the old bag staring out from the mirror could possibly be. Other than that I'm a bit of a pussycat really. My Grandmother once told me to marry a piano player, because he will have nice hands. Therefore it makes perfect sense to me that I married my hubby, an ex-miner from Yorkshire. He's my gentle giant, my comforter and, most importantly, my chef! Home is where th...
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Parker's Prose: June 2011
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Saturday, 11 June 2011. A Day in the Life - A typical day down the mines. Welcome to my working world. Due to being on foot at the moment, am up at around 5.30am and get ready for what I like to call another day down the mines (otherwise known as the office). Posted by Parker's Prose. Labels: A Chorus Line. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Behind every great man is a woman rolling her eyes. View my complete profile. A Day in the Life - A typical day down the mines. Review – Once in a Lifetime, Young Vic.
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Parker's Prose: August 2011
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Sunday, 21 August 2011. The Decorating Diaries (with apologies to Simon Gray). I am reminded of a song my father used to sing:. Father was painting the parlour. Mother was painting the chair. Dabbing it here,. Dabbing it there,. Paint and paper everywhere. Father got stuck to the ceiling. Mother got stuck to the floor. I've never seen such a bloomin' family. So stuck up before. Well you had to be there to appreciate it! Day 1: DIY Heaven. Day 2: Enter the Duck Egg. Day 3: Putting a gloss on it. A great i...