Will Dig Life

I've been taking a free writing course online during lockdown, to improve my writing style particularly for the blog. It's been interesting - and my most recent homework was to write "A memoir", that is, write a memory (as opposed to a whole-life biography). I wrote the following - a defining memory in my life, my childhood. Critiques of my writing, or how it made you feel, would be very welcome! An Expulsion So today's the day. I wonder why? Perhaps it's because she spoke to him at orchestra practice... out of politeness, because she had to, and now he thinks it was an invitation? So drunk he can barely stand. I can see it so clearly now. Never used to notice, because it was his default, it was all I knew - but I see it now, clear as day. And here he is, at the door.  He wants in. I won't let him. He might get her to, but not me, and I'm at the door.  "I'll break the door down!" I'm not sure my giggles are from the hilarity or a sign...

We're just back from the most amazing week in the Highlands. Our lovely friend, Rosalind, let us stay in her house while she went away! That was such a blessing, as we wouldn't otherwise have been able to get away: because of Covid, everyone and his dog now wants to staycation in the UK and prices have gone up accordingly! Thankfully we didn't have to drive all that way in one day, we stopped at Mr.'s aunt's house in Manchester for a night. Auntie has four dogs, which were an absolute highlight for the kids. Not going to lie, the journey was long and arduous and isn't something I would like to do again soon. The kids were fed up with it pretty quickly and I was fed up with "How many more minutes?" quickly too.... but when we eventually got there they made themselves at home quickly, found some balls and the holiday started for real. Rosalind had left us with several documents full of local information, things we could do. To our surprise, the weather w...