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Drabblings – Breakthrough

Telling an entire story in just one hundred words…

Finally, the breakthrough she had dreamed of – sometimes literally.
Two decades Geraldine had worked, yet the last piece of the equation never came into focus.
It happened late at night. She’d been going over the figures one more time and suddenly some stood out as if highlighted. A frantic hour later, she was done.
She was about to phone the team when she looked again at the projected outcome.
A cold horror slipped through her veins.
Dawn broke a...

Nursery Rhymes for the Third Age – Little Gran

A selection of rhymes by Jane Jago, made age appropriate for those for whom their second childhood is just around the corner…

There was a Little Gran

There was a little gran
In a purple campervan
Divorced from a city go-getter
Never had much fun
As a trophy wife and mum
Finding life after sixty much better!

You can find this, and other whimsical takes of life in On The Throne? a little book of contemplation from Jane Jago.

February

February comes with snowdrops
Green spears through frost-shot soil
As reaching up through snow and ice
Their small white flags uncoil
Proud banners soon a-flying
The vanguard of the spring
They hold the first pure promise
Of what the year will bring
Like resurrected martyrs
In dresses all of white
Beneath the ground just yesterday
Then rising overnight
The ones beside my window
I look for every year
To see the modest stand return
And know that spring is near

Eleanor Swift-Hook

Maybe – Part 5: Annis

Sometimes we walk the edges of reality…

CHAPTER TWO: ANNIS

Annis looked narrowly at the guest who stood in her home, obviously ill at ease, and equally obviously totally bemused by finding herself an oasis of calm and cleanliness in the middle of a desert of dirt and destruction. This reaction to home would have been funny if it wasn’t sort of insulting. Why wouldn’t her place be clean and tidy? If you live with cats for company you tend not to like mess, she thought irritably. Then she la...

Granny’s A-Z – M is for Master Cooking Shows

Things that make us go poop…

Granny and the ‘ladies’ darts team of The Dog and Trumpet alphabetically collate their collective contempt for the inhabitants of the twenty-first century.

M is for Master Cooking Shows.

Hands up if you, like me, watch cookery programmes on the box.

We’re not talking about them ones where a very thin person pretends to cook and then counterfeits eating with a mouth that looks like a cat’s bumhole.

Neither are we even mildly interested the ones where a ...

100 Acre Wood Revisited – Satire

Things are not quite how you might remember them in the 100 Acre Wood for Christopher Robin, Pooh Bear and their friends…

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Jane Jago

Lucida’s ‘New Year New You’: Rites of Passage

Namaste you wonderful, desirable and aspiring individual! This bijou blog is here to help you achieve your best ever ‘you’ in this new year. Here, I offer my help and assistance in reshaping your shape and doctoring your decor internally and externally, to bring your lifestyle into line with your aspirations.

Rites of Passage

It has been shown that celebrating rites of passage, such as entering teenage, leaving school, starting to drive and so on has a profound and healthy effect on the ps...

Drabblings – Between Lives

Telling an entire story in just one hundred words…

It was a life between two lives.
Marjeka walked, carrying her infant as she had every day since he was born three weeks before.
The border to the next kingdom lay many days walk ahead. The border to her homeland, now a place of violence and terror, lay many days walk behind.
She walked the sand that lay between the mountains and the sea, her footprints a temporary mark of her passing.
One day, she knew, she would reach her destination, but until ...

Nursery Rhymes for the Third Age – Twinkle, Twinkle

A selection of rhymes by Jane Jago, made age appropriate for those for whom their second childhood is just around the corner…

Twinkle, Twinkle on the Telly

Twinkle, twinkle on the telly
Someone who lost all their belly
A girl whose life’s no longer sweet
Even if she can now see her feet
Twinkle, twinkle drown your sorrow
You’ll be fat again tomorrow.

You can find this, and other whimsical takes of life in On The Throne? a little book of contemplation from Jane Jago.

Dauntless

What is courage without fear
What joy does not know pain
Who never falls will never hear
A voice cry ‘rise again’
Who never tried will never feel
The cleansing of the soul
When bleeding wounds inside us heal
Undaunted now and whole

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