A Ghost Story

A Ghost Story

It’s Halloween. I’ve been petrified of Halloween ever since a primary school teacher taught us Black and Gold by Nancy Byrd Turner when I was 7. The poem isn’t scary but the way she recited it gave me chills. Thank you, Mrs Kirkman.     You...
The Omen

The Omen

Ah, Halloween. A time for unnecessary plastic tat and lots of pumpkins.     I’m not a fan of the decor but I do quite like an old school horror movie. I want creepy, unnerving and terrifying. I don’t watch as many as I used to and I think you...
Blue Planet II

Blue Planet II

I am a late adopter of nature programmes. I watched them as a kid but never had a passion for them. Too much risk of peril, emotional trauma and creepy crawlies. No thank you.     Then softened by Springwatch, Autumnwatch and Countryfile you end up watching...
A New Path

A New Path

There are tiny moments in our days when we get to see who we truly are. These can be moments of glory or despair but you are never prepared for them and they always open you up to whatever is next.     I have been struggling for a while with professional...