My Mother

My Mother aged ninety two and a half, was in hospital for a few days last week. This was the 4th time in her life, the first 2 times were having babies ( she then had the next 2 at home).

The 3rd time was overnight for something fairly minor  and then last week.

She is at home again and sounds really good and much better. She’s just told me she was worried her brain might not be working up to speed while she was there so she wrote the story of Cinderella in French on the back of an envelope, very small.



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I live in London, I can see the top of the Shard from my window. I like making things and I mainly produce paintings which I exhibit and sell if the right person comes along!
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1 Response to My Mother

  1. barleybooks says:

    I love this story! Beautifully told, too. Thank you.

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