Whisky and Waves
Yo-Ho-Ho
Yo-Ho-Ho! It’s the first weekend in May, and pirates are swarming all over our town. Cutlasses flash, eye patches wink, and silver shoe buckles gleam. “Fire in the hole,” they scream before the canons blast. But we are not held at knifepoint nor forced to walk the...
Going Back
Going Back It was Palm Sunday, March 29th, 1931, when Edith and Willie welcomed their longed-for only child, Molly, to their home. Home was a small farm on an exposed hillside in Yorkshire. Tender-hearted Willie could never bear to kill his pig when it was fattened,...
Weird and Wonderful
Weird and Wonderful I’d guess most of my friends and blog readers think of themselves as animal lovers and curl up of an evening to watch the latest episode of “All Creatures Great and Small,” that comforting TV series set in rural Yorkshire in the 1930s and 40s,...
Not Pie
Not Pie I eased my weight from hip to hip on the torturously uncomfortable chair as French conversation drew to a close. As ever, class had been fascinating, but I was eager to leave and join my church in the Martin Luther King celebration parade. It was a busy day,...
