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Category: Maggie

time

‘For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born and a time to die; a time to plant and a time to pluck up what is planted; a time to kill and a time to heal; a time to break down and a time to […]

perception

‘If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is; Infinite.  For the man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern’ ~ William Blake When the time came Maggie was more than happy to be stepping down from the bus and waving […]

childhood things

Many years have passed since those summer days Among the fields of barley See the children run as the sun goes down Among the fields of gold You’ll remember me when the west wind moves Upon the fields of barley ~ Sting Each stop saw the bus empty and in time there would only be […]

for-mi-da-ble

formidable (adj): tending to inspire awe and wonder; great strength, powerful Jan and Maggie sat by the window and admired a glass jug filled with beautiful pink roses fresh from the garden; full and in bloom and softly scented.  Sally’s favourite had become  theirs too.  They were enjoying their usual choice of tea with Alice’s award winning lemon cake.  In cahoots.  Like when they were […]

friends

  Jan and her best friend sat down to afternoon tea.  It was an unscheduled stop after a short day at work; an unexpected opportunity to catch up, so why not. Jan sensed an unspoken weariness in her friend and admired her for concealing it so well from others if not herself. Give it time. Time heals. Apparently. No ungratefuless […]

surprises

You can’t remake the world Without remaking yourself. Each new era begins within. ~ Ben Okri Sally and Alice had colluded in the birthday surprise, inviting Golly Gosh regulars on behalf of the shopping girls who now waited, giggly and excited and a little nervous; their friend’s special birthday.  A birthday that, ten years ago, […]

dancing

“Lermontov: Why do you want to dance? Vicky: Why do you want to live? Lermontov: Well, I don’t know exactly why, but… I must. Vicky: That’s my answer too.” The girl with the sensible shoes was the first to arrive; an agent on a secret and important mission.  The only thing missing was a disguise.  The […]

observing

Hope she’s ok. The woman in the corner I mean. Sally said she always sits in the same seat; orders a cup Earl Grey tea. Nothing to eat, just Earl Grey. She can sit for hours. Quiet and invisible. Sometimes she reads or writes or just stares at the door as if she’s half expecting […]