: About Me

After looking at the picture of happy contributers, I feel extremely old, being almost 60. But fear not, I am still 18 in my head, its just the hips don't believe it. I am Irish, literate and deeply interested in Axel Rose's legs, which sadly, I have not seen too much of lately. Should I ever be offered the opportunity to dine with my favorite people, I guess I would choose Archbishop Desmond Tutu, Kylie Minogue and George Clooney. I am a retired teacher, training consultant, public servant and one-time folk singer. You get the picture, I am not of this earth.

Incidentally, I haven't included a picture, fearing to frighten other users. When I get over the shyness, possibly one later?

It is later now, and at the request of one of the substewards, I have tried to upload a small picture, a bigger picture and something in between, to no avail. All I can see is a little red X, which suggests I am not worth looking at! I am no good with computers, I should add now to my bio.

My passion is ...

Reading, especially anything which frightens me to death! Children, especially my grandchildren, writing, about anything on earth.

I know too much about ...

Chocolate and pies, the medical profession and cancer

My parents always told me ...

For God's sake, stop singing and go to sleep! Do your best, that's all you can do.

My childhood ambition ...

To be a wagon master in 'Wagontrain' or to sing on the stage with Bruce Springsteen

My favorite memory ...

Inside the Pantheon in Rome and the Maltese Islands

Why I write ...

It stimulates the mind, shares with others and keeps me quiet for a time.

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

The Thunderbolt Kid, by Bill Bryson, anything by Andrea Levy and listening to BBC Radio 4. TV, not much interested, but adore 'Cold Case' I wish I was Lily Rush.

My first job ...

Office junior in Irish civil engineering company, only girl in the place.

My best moment ...

Giving birth.

My inspiration ...

Sister Colmcille and Miss Reid (Belfast, 1960's). More latterly, my mother and my grandchildren

Creative Writing > Memoirs Testimonies: My first doll

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Like many precious things in life, I did not realize how important poor Ginny was to me till she was gone. She only lived with me for a short three years, till she met with a dreadful end. But before that horror is revealed, let me describe her and explain our loving relationship. She was a 1950's baby doll, thick, inflexible rubber, little round mouth, button nose and painted-on blue eyes. She even had sculpted rubber hair. Her limbs were welded to her body, her little arms stuck out in a permanent "hold me, hug me" position, and she had bandy legs. Definitely not a thing of beauty, but I...

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