Tag Archives: TH (the Hag)

‘you got to know when to hold ‘em…’

…lyrics from Kenny Rogers’ “The Gambler” I’m sitting in a lovely little café in Constantia called Pastis, nibbling a club sandwich and sipping one strong espresso in a cup which wryly reads “some like it black”. TH is at home, it … Continue reading

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domestic warfare – b*tch happens…

This week is progressing better. I have committed to writing a 50,000 word ‘draft’ of a novel a’la my own personal NaNoWriMo and Dax is getting more sleep (he’s been plagued by nightmares since we decided to consciously let go … Continue reading

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