March 12th.

On this day, 127 years ago, my grandmother was born. When I knew her she lived in a tenement block in Aldgate, near Gardeners corner. She was called Sophie Taylor, her original name Schneider having been anglicised, foreigners were not wanted especially the Jews. Hmmmm, similar me thinks to BrexiBritin. Sophie had dyed blonde hair … Read more

Go with the Snow….

Dear All, what a palaver. The snow is as high as an elephants thigh. My little red car is no longer, she is decreased. On the scrap heap. boo-bloody-hoo. The dawter’s car is stuck in the garage, burnt out clutch. The old git’s car is on the blink. 10.000 steps ain’t possible what with ice, … Read more