Cathy Cade's Blog: Writing Wrinkles

Christmas Mouse – part 1

In preparation for Christmas, I’ll be posting instalments of a Maxie Mouse tale every day until Christmas Eve. The earring elf has struck again! Mum’s sure she dropped it here.But, like so many times before, the damned thing’s disappeared.She heard it hit the floor just there. She thinks it must have bounced,’cos now she’s on … Continue reading Christmas Mouse – part 1

Am I Forgiven?

More doggerel… on the eve of advent, a festive plea. Dear Santa pawsI left a message last week on the tree beside the gatebut since that daythere's been another incident. I'd like to plead my case.For Christmas pleaseI'd still like chew-treats and a ball, but maybe not stuffed toys.I didn't knowthe wrapped one underneath the … Continue reading Am I Forgiven?

Natty-vitty

Esther’s word prompt this Wednesday, is ANGEL. … This year I’m an angel in the natty-vitty play. A starry role; I have to learn a lot of words to say. My friend's a wise man in a dressing gown of cherry red.Last year we both were shepherds and wore tea towels on our heads.Mum's washed … Continue reading Natty-vitty

Hereafter

I find myself pondering more on the end of life as more of my contemporaries leave it. Despite a youth spent in church youth groups, my beliefs are nebulous, but one thing I am sure of. Whatever I believe will make no difference whatever to what will happen when my body gives up the ghost. … Continue reading Hereafter

Money-saving?

Esther’s word prompt this Wednesday, is SAVE. … Laws on misleading ads and such, the government wants to tweak to save us from those “clearance sales” that “have to end next week”. Black Friday deals are offered ever earlier in November, but what about the others who mislead – not just the vendors? Save us … Continue reading Money-saving?

Climbing Tomatoes?

I never planted these… I have cherry tomatoes growing in my garden that I never planted. I have no idea how they got there. The sun only reaches them for a short while in the middle of the day, but they seem to like it there. They appear to be undergoing an identity crisis, growing … Continue reading Climbing Tomatoes?

Something Fishy

Esther’s Wednesday word prompt this week is fish. Here’s a very short tale. … The slimy roach was a cold fish in a shiny suit with a flat, glassy stare, changing into limp fish-out-of-water to flop around the poolside and carp at us for being slow. Slow to catch on… Mr Finn our swimming teacher … Continue reading Something Fishy

Moonwatch

Until last year, I’ve been living in the Cambridgeshire Fens since retirement. I missed the forest – the terrace we lived at the end of was on a drove surrounded by fields. But we did have a lot of sky. I recall a teacher back in my distant youth telling us that the only place … Continue reading Moonwatch

A toast!

I missed Esther’s word prompt this Wednesday, which was glass. So here’s one I wrote earlier, inspired by a fridge magnet. … I raise my glass half empty, nest abandoned, last chick flown. No Mum's free taxi. No more, 'Mum, canyou mend…' Time's me own to take up hobbies, join a choir, redecorate my home. … Continue reading A toast!

Remember, Remember

A seasonal offering… … I flinched as fireworks exploded outside. Again I’d told Evie I’d be fine. I had my pills. I could play music through my earbuds to drown the bangs. We told the kids I was staying home from the display to keep the dogs company; old Molly had always been frightened of … Continue reading Remember, Remember