Poverty in Elizabethan England

Speak of Elizabethan England and one conjures up images of splendid costumes worn at the Royal Courts, extravagant entertainment and banquets. But alas, for many people life was very difficult. In the 16th century the population rose dramatically...

So Proud To Be A Granny, But Life Is Now A Nightmare!

7th December 2010, 2.42am, he is here. At last this long awaited event has arrived, I am a grandmother. Craig, my son is just off the phone, "HI Ma, your a granny, it's a boy, 5lb 11oz and both Callum and Rebecca are fine" Not able to sleep for...

The Irish Currach, An example of an early fishing vessel.

A view of the inside of an Irish currach/coracle PLEASE NOTE; INFORMATION RELATING TO THIS HUB WAS RESEARCHED SEVERAL YEARS AGO, WHILST I WAS STUDYING AT COLLEGE FOR A WRITING PROJECT.  Most of the information sourced was via the internet through...

Two Sisters, One Heart. A Short Story of True Origins.

Am I Sensitive?

I have intended to write this hub several times before, but the time just did not seem to be appropriate. As life passes us by, and we encounter many people and circumstances in our life, we are forever gaining knowledge. Some knowledge just sits...

Garden Friends

Says it all for me. Sitting in the garden today, upon a chair, looking out from the shelter of my hat. I am sharing a laugh with my favourite authoress, Christina Jones, the daughter of a circus clown. She’s a Lancashire lass, just like me...

Life Is Like A Tree, Stand Tall And Weep

Lookin out of the window, at everything green Life is just a challenge, growing like a tree Strong dark trunk, leaves blowing in the wind Birds feathers flutter, chirping in the spring Limbs long and straight, others knarled and entwined Wind...

A Black Cloud Day, Depression But Not As We Know It.

The glorious sunshine is coming through the bedroom curtains, and is playing the light fantastic, bouncing wonderful colours back from the wallpaper and the mirrored wardrobe doors. It hints at the beautiful...

Stories Told of Lovers Lane.

A short light hearted poem for a autumn evening as we progress to Halloween. Hope you enjoy. Down country lanes where brambles once grew, In the shadows from the still night moon, lovers danced with bodies entwined, lusting for passion in the...

Do You Really Care?

I wrote this poem several months ago, but have revised it to read how I feel today. Please take your time to consider an elderly relative, look through their eyes and ask yourself "Can I do any more?" oh my love where did you go Drowning in my bath...