https://jezbraithwaite.blog/2022/01/03/reflected-ceiling-water-water-everywhere-108/

Water, water everywhere, but not a drop to drink Is it my imagination, or did my ship just sink Only a few hours ago I drank the best champagne Now I’m in a life raft, hoping it will rain My only hope of survival till I get to solid ground is a wellington boot, andContinue reading “https://jezbraithwaite.blog/2022/01/03/reflected-ceiling-water-water-everywhere-108/”

https://fivedotoh.com/2022/01/05/fowc-with-fandango-alcohol/

In the eighties, when I was a teenager, alcohol was something to make you be like a grown up. When I brought up my children I made sure that they were allowed a small amount, watered down by lemonade. As a result neither of them really like the stuff. I think it is more becauseContinue reading “https://fivedotoh.com/2022/01/05/fowc-with-fandango-alcohol/”

Hermione in Training

Words, indented on a page, full of knowledge, and the humiliation paled into nothingness. She was like a sponge, imprinting all their joy, into her mind. One day, her dream to be a doctor would come true. It didn’t matter about the name calling, or even the pushing in the corridor. Sat in full classrooms,Continue reading “Hermione in Training”

https://fivedotoh.com/2022/01/02/fowc-with-fandango-medicine/

‘Don’t want to,’ Masie said. She pushed away the spoon, which smelt as bad as what it could taste like, and coughed again. Where was the banana medicine her mum used to give when she was ill. This tasted bitter and sweet at the same time and didn’t help in the least. ‘What if youContinue reading “https://fivedotoh.com/2022/01/02/fowc-with-fandango-medicine/”