Hello to all,
My name is Lorraine Bowyer, I'm 46 and currently living in Normandy, France - although I'm not French!
I have lived here for just under 5 years and love it, it's a beautiful part of the world and very peaceful, a bit like stepping out of the rat
+ more bio informationThe glass vaseMarion Henderson slowly bent down and swept up the broken pieces of the glass vase into the dustpan. She walked through to the kitchen and tipped them into the bin; it was only then that she felt the hot scalding tears burn their tracks down her face. She pulled out a chair and sat down; the wrenching sobs that ... More..
The HolidayThe woman on the sun bed next to me finished applying her Lancaster sun lotion to her already bronzed skin, stretched luxuriously and arranged herself on her Ralph Lauren beach towel. She leant over and reached into her Louis Vuitton tote bag and brought out a tiny i-phone and popped the headphones into her ears, t... More..
Jasper appeared out of the blue one day, decided that we were worth his trust, moved in and stayed for the next seventeen years. We called him Jasper because he had very strong black and gold tabby markings, a real wasp and where I come from in Kent, wasps are known as Jaspers'. Jasper was actually a female cat, although it n... More..
The Demise of the estate agentCandice would never know that her fate had been sealed the day she had marched into the office and punched the air with her tightly clenched right fist. "YES!" she had shouted, "Credit crunch, what credit crunch?" as she stood laughing in the middle of the office, revelling in her moment of glory... More..
The Park keeperMy name is Mordecai Liebermann, I am 45 years old and for the 14 months until our Liberation on May 4th 1945 I was the Park Keeper at Neuengamme Concentration Camp. This is my story as recounted to British Army Intelligence Officers.I started working at the Hamburg Botanischer Garten as an under-gardener when I... More..
The Engagement partyI had hardly slept all night, the niggling doubts squirming in the pit of my stomach confirmed to me that my misgivings were real, but could I make anyone else understand and what exactly was there for them to understand anyway?As I lay in bed, it became apparent that no one else in the household felt the ... More..
THE HANDBAGA story of heartbreak and betrayalBeth sat down at one of the window tables in the restaurant and carefully positioned her chair so that she could watch the interior of the room as well as the road outside. She had ordered a white wine spritzer when she walked in and as the waitress placed it in front of her, Beth ... More..
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