Monthly Archives: September 2015

The wheel of change is turning..

    I needed another career, I needed to earn money but what could I do? Although I fell back into my routine quickly, the money was insufficient as the children were now doing different activities and they were getting older. … Continue reading

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Day dream night dreams…

    As the aeroplane touched down onto British soil.  I knew my other life had begun.. The children were not at the airport, but I saw them when I arrived home, strange I didn’t think I had missed them … Continue reading

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The hairdresser

Many people cross your path through good times and bad times, and sometimes they cross your path to bring good times and bad times. Introducing the hairdresser. It was late one afternoon when my beighbour asked me to attend a … Continue reading

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Home NOT where the heart is..

    My time in jamaica went quickly. It appear I had a strong memory…or maybe love conquers all. During the last few days I spent it at my brothers house (Desmond that is); he lived the nearest to my … Continue reading

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