Thirteen years in one post. Can it be done? Life in Camden was great. I lived around the corner from a colleague, and great friend, and I was finally close enough to the centre, to get the best out of living in London. I had no intention of getting into another relationship anytime soon, and … Continue reading Third time lucky: Part Five
The non-marriage. That night out with my friend was to see the start of something that would consume the next two and a bit years of my life. I should have stayed in. Standing at the crowded bar, I was chatting to colleagues, and having quite a good time, despite the noise. I was not … Continue reading Third time lucky: Part Four
I am now beginning to realise that this has to be in four or more parts, not three. The time between my second and third marriages was relevant, and very long, so deserves some explanation. Between marriages. The move to Harrow was not working out as I had hoped. The travelling to work was easy … Continue reading Third time lucky: Part Three
The second marriage. There I was, living alone at the age of 33. Luckily, my work for the Ambulance Service meant that I was constantly in contact with a large group of people. This consisted of other Ambulance Staff, Nurses, Police Officers, and Doctors. They all had one thing in common, they worked shifts, and … Continue reading Third time lucky: Part Two
When I got married to Julie, we had a nice ceremony, at a hotel in Kent. As the registrar pronounced that we were man and wife, my Mum, who was quite deaf, said in a loud voice,’ Third time lucky’. This was a source of hilarity to us all, mostly due to the fact that … Continue reading Third time lucky: Part One
During the last week, I have completed, and published, a series of blog posts about the three marriages, and the other two serious relationships, that I have had during my life. The series was named ‘Third time lucky’, after a comment from my late mother. This has been an exacting process, emotionally, as well as … Continue reading Easter Greetings
This is all 48 parts of my recent fiction serial, prompted by the photo shown on Maggie’s blog. https://fromcavewalls.wordpress.com/about-this-blog/ It is a long read, at 40,116 words. Phineas. I turned eleven in the fall of sixty-four, and the winter that followed was a hard one. The ground froze fast, and the snow came early. I … Continue reading The Homestead: The Complete Story
As you probably know, I spent a third of my life as an EMT in Central London. Anyone who worked in that job will tell you that the two busiest days of the year are New Year’s Eve, and Christmas Day. But why Christmas Day? The shops are closed, and most people are at home … Continue reading Christmas In An Ambulance
This is the third part of a fiction serial, in 805 words. Daddy got back with the wagon and horses a few days later. He had stocked up with all we would need while he was in town, and we started to pack our things into the back. I had imagined a much bigger wagon, … Continue reading The Homestead: Part Three
This is all forty parts of my most recent fiction serial, in one complete story. It is a long read, at 31,350 words. Vera Elspeth Dodds arrived in this world on a cold Friday evening in January, 1924. Her mum Elsie had left it late after the labour pains started, and had to shout for … Continue reading Vera’s Life: The Complete Story
