Shopping, Pies and an Island
I didn’t expect to find a tiny island in Totnes, so it was a marvellous surprise to discover it at the bottom of town after our shopping spree. That morning, Mr Word Loft and I...
A Mouse in the House
Our unexpected Christmas visitor is a joyful memory every year when the decorations are heaved from the loft, and our place is a twinkling wonderland again. The little creature was the inspiration for a children’s...
Smeaton’s Light
I turned a bend on the promenade and looked up. Smeaton’s Tower always cheers me up, even on a gloomy, blustery day. The red and white striped paintwork is striking and I’ve admired the iconic...
It’s That Time of Year Again
Gift wrapping doesn’t have to be expensive and lots of present coverings and trimmings can be found in surprising places or around the home. Charity shops are top of my list! Read my article to...
Fowey’s ‘Rook with a Book’
The bird sculpture had disappeared from its original spot where it had faced a long white house across the estuary. I was puzzled and wondered what had happened to the metallic creation on a recent...
Writing Journey
Highlighted this week is a non-fiction piece. It began with my note-taking while travelling back from London to the West Country by coach. An ideal place for people-watching and developing character profiles, and there were...
Cornwall’s Gateway Railway Station
I’m not usually enthusiastic about having injections until a recent appointment changed everything. When I booked to have my fourth Covid booster, I was delighted to find out it would be administered at Isambard House...
Red and Proud
I’ve been fascinated with Britain’s iconic red telephone boxes since childhood, so writing the following article was a joy. If you have time, take a look, it only takes three minutes to read.
It’s Criminal!
Picturesque on the outside and appalling inside. Just what I expected of a historical prison. Warden, Old Martin, takes pleasure in the telling of Bodmin Jail’s grim past. Thieves, murderers, and ghosts of poor souls...
Blackley Heights
This flash fiction story was inspired by a writing group prompt. It’s only a four-minute read, so why not enjoy it while having a cuppa?