Category Archives: Barbara-Lucy Hosken

She was on the descending escalator in the arms of another man when he saw her tears stung his eyes he looked away She saw him on the ascending escalator called his name again and again everyone looked except him. … Continue reading →

He has a book full of passwords for everything under the sun. If he needs one he creates another, ranging through the names of his children, dog, boat and car, to combinations of family initials, birthdates etc. He constantly complains … Continue reading →

It’s amazing where he bought them. He’s sent them to me for years. I often saw them when I lived in England. You could always find picture-postcards in the sea-side shops. Some of them were very rude too … mostly … Continue reading →

We went away for a couple of months and left her on the farm. They fed her well, but didn’t do much else. She enjoyed being there and no one gave a shit what she looked like. The only water … Continue reading →

. First on the left as you enter graveyard by open wrought-iron gate tall railings ran behind tombstone on Grandpa’s grave all visitors passed as they walked the drive to the old stone church I recall one childhood time when … Continue reading →

I’m in England now and I’m on my way to see my Aunt. She is Ninety-eight and going strong in spite of having cancer about 30 years ago. She is my only living relative of that generation, and I’ve always … Continue reading →

Where the hell am I? I’ve been driving for hours and still can’t find a sign to anywhere. I must’ve taken a wrong turn somewhere. I thought it was a direct route to the motorway, so didn’t bother to take … Continue reading →