THE LION’S DEN

Image by Christine Renney Mum owned a phonogram and A collection of 45’s Marty Wilde, Lonnie Donegan, Tommy Steele The Everly’s and a host of others Did battle and she danced Paul was crawling then and I ran amok My first playground And I added, with my feet, To the sound She would lift PaulContinue reading “THE LION’S DEN”

HIS MUM’S AUNT – A LITTLE BIT MORE

Image by Christine Renney Pulling the pillow down over his head, Robbie lay face down on the bed. He could hear his mum’s aunt in the living room below, along with the others. Their voices were muffled and yet still strangely distinct and although he couldn’t hear what they were saying he listened intently. TheyContinue reading “HIS MUM’S AUNT – A LITTLE BIT MORE”

SANDING AND POLISHING

Image by Christine Renney When I visited him, and we sat across from each other and began to talk, I was uncertain as to who he believed I was. In the beginning, I had been convinced that he was speaking to himself. And I, of course, represented the younger man, still working, providing and caringContinue reading “SANDING AND POLISHING”