Some we met

Today I am going to tell you about a short man, a man whose name I have forgotten. Maybe someone in the family remembers his name. The reason I remembered him was because I was eating rice noodles for dinner. The husband had picked up the noodles at our Asian store, it had writing on … Continue reading Some we met


Grey is lovely

Ah no. I don't have more than a few strands of grey, so this is not about how becoming older is the new beautiful. I don't write about beauty and fashion much, it would be laughable actually if I wrote such things, you would know if you saw my tresses today afternoon or at any … Continue reading Grey is lovely