Every year in the early spring, I tackle the task of tidying the shed. I’m ruthless when it comes to deciding which flower pot, gardening tool, or piece of sports equipment to part with and which has permission to stay. This year was the same. I ended up filling a giant garbage bag and was… Continue reading Not Just a Trike!
I tell you, my fellow night shift nurses know how to have fun. They proposed buying lady fingers and scones and drinking tea during the shift the royal wedding would take place. I wouldn’t be surprised if some outrageous hats were also to be worn. While I had that specific shift off. I remained inspired,… Continue reading Royalty or Royal Tea?