Sunday, October 16, 2011

New shoes

The woman sinks on to a bench in the shopping area and removing her shoes, throws them into a nearby bin. She produces a shiny patent pair from a department store carrier bag and pulls them on with difficulty, before walking off down the street, the price labels flashing on the soles of her feet.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

On strike

A toddler sits on the paving slabs, legs outstretched in defiance, while his mother stands calmly nearby, the strap of the walking rein clutched in her hand.

Wednesday, August 31, 2011


Eerie screeching, which rises above our family noise, draws me to the window. An agitated magpie hops from branch to branch of the pear tree, while fat pigeons sit oblivious in the leaves. Hello Mr Magpie, I hope you find whatever you are looking for.

Thursday, August 18, 2011


The steady rain thuds onto the patio, washing away dirty secrets.

Saturday, August 13, 2011


Boarded-up windows reflect what might have been rather than the reality of my neighbourhood, but anxiety tightens its grip.

Thursday, August 4, 2011


A deluge, welcomed by the garden, provides relief from the stifling heat but throws plans into disarray.

Monday, August 1, 2011


So I've (belatedly) finished the July river of stones.

I don't think I will stop here. I'll continue to visit this blog to post small stones, though probably not every day. And yes, I know I said something similar in January over on my other blog and no, I didn't do it. I don't honestly know often I'll manage to write a stone, but please do keep checking back to see how I'm doing. And if you are interested in writing small stones yourself, do check out Fiona and Kaspa's website at Writing Our Way Home where you can link to all their other activities.


The smell of a barbecue wafts across the town gardens on a sultry summer afternoon.

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Cold drink

Sipping a welcome mango and passionfruit in Starbucks on a hot day, I appreciate that my sensitive tooth was fixed last week.

Friday, July 29, 2011


When booking an appointment the doctor's receptionist remembers our name and I only have to confirm the address. She can't believe my son is now an adult patient, as she remembers him as a tiny baby.

Thursday, July 28, 2011


Wobbling on an orange spacehopper, I test my core stability and feel the weakness down one side of my body.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011


The baby tugs at her delightfully spotty green leg warmers, as her mother feeds her a bottle of milk in the coffee shop.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Thirst quencher

The bottle of inviting tropical fruit juice looks suspiciously underfilled. A replacement has to be found before we can pay.

Monday, July 25, 2011

Passport photos

In the pharmacy the young girl stresses because she's left it so late. The boy with her tells her not to be so impatient, she must wait for a member of staff to have time to take her pictures. I'm grateful that the pharmacist serves me first.

Sunday, July 24, 2011


We eventually part in the town centre to run our separate errands and he gets on a homeward bound bus one stop after me.


The television evening bulletin reminds us of inhumanity and frailty on a day of tragic news.

Friday, July 22, 2011


Chocolate cheesecake with a black Americano. Food for the soul whilst chatting to friends.

Thursday, July 21, 2011


The house creaks and groans. Audible symptoms of its history or signs of trouble to come?

Wednesday, July 20, 2011


Moving the head left and right, up and down. Perching on a ball and walking in a straight line while undertaking mental exercises. Attempts to rebalance.


The fresh meat, tiny mushrooms cheese and pasta are silently placed on the counter top, reminding me that it is time to cook dinner.

Monday, July 18, 2011


As if predestined, the rain holds off long enough for me to walk to the surgery, have my jumpy tooth refilled and walk home again. Then the torrents return.

Sunday, July 17, 2011


Animated chatter from underneath an improvised rain shelter lasts long into the night, the clear laughter of children ringing out way beyond their bedtime.

Saturday, July 16, 2011


The bus juddered every time the driver changed gear and at times it felt as if he was riding the clutch. I disembark with relief, hoping that the other passengers also reach their destinations without incident.

Friday, July 15, 2011

Lunchtime salad

Salmon nestling amongst crisp leaves and beans, doused in a sweet dressing, a very special treat.


Chunky fish shop chips are wrapped in paper for the journey home, where they will be eaten with mayonnaise. An overwhelming craving is satisfied.

Wednesday, July 13, 2011


Sitting silently in a corner of the dentist's waiting room, she seldom lifts her gaze from a covered iPad.

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Twelve miles

Leaving the traffic behind, a short journey out of town deposits us in what seems like another country.


Crisp glossy paper transports into another world and reminds of what might have been.

Sunday, July 10, 2011


Chopped up branches are crammed into a wheelie bin. The pear tree appears thinner and strangely lopsided.

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Charity shop

He seems happy to find a bargain computer game to feed a rekindled obsession. The mother pays up gladly.

Friday, July 8, 2011

Rescue remedy

He takes the tentative first step towards climbing out of the downward spiral triggered by life's unfairness.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Animal parade

Reciting species of animals in alphabetical order, whilst walking up and down the kitchen, proves an impossible task. The physiotherapist smiles.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

With friends in the park

A clever teapot decorated with daisies, walnut cake, coffee and chat. Hours well spent.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Hanging baskets

Baubles of cerise, cream and cyclamen brighten an open porch beside a dusty main road.

Monday, July 4, 2011

Study break

He hurries home from the gym then rushes off to play tennis. Boundless energy is evident on the first day of the summer holiday.

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Fish pie

The fish, creamy, golden and coral coloured nestles in a herb dotted sauce. When the buttery potato topping is crispy, it is devoured with fresh green beans on the side.

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Lucky lights

Pausing at the crossroads the red bus is already visible in the distance. The lights delay it just long enough for me to reach my bus stop safely.

Friday, July 1, 2011

Garden wall

Bricks of a vehicle-damaged wall teeter in an unruly pile, the lasting legacy of a change of tenants.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Rejoining the river of stones

After successfully taking part in the river of stones project in January 2011 on my main blog, I've decided to have another go in July and have set up this dedicated blog for my small stones.

Are you intrigued? If you'd like to join me, you can find everything you need to know on Fiona and Kaspa's blog, a river of stones.

Check back on July 1st for the start of a month of daily small stones...