Having crash landed in a field, my grandmother and I had to spend the night in a Glasgow Hotel to await a replacement airplane to take us (and the other passengers) to Inverness.

I grew up in 1960’s England, at a time when the world was changing very fast. My grandma was my link to the past, while my parents were forward looking and full of life.

I thought of this went I was hungry and thought it would be a really good title. Comment and tell me did it make you hungry.

Gardening in the fall brings a look back on summer, the advent of winter, recipes for squash, and a delicious pumpkin chocolate cake.

My beloved dad will celebrate his upcoming 60th birthday on December. By the looks of it, this is not one event that he is looking forward to. In fact, I have observed that my father is quite depressed about it.

My birthday wish.

Miracle story.

Cakes and finger foods is about a baker who after rejecting a customer sees a morbid scene the next morning that traumatizes her look on baking for ever. This story was just a strange think up from the back of my brain. Comment on what you think of it.

Whimsical poem of Happy Birthday!

A very short verse about my unhealthy love of cake.