On Thursday the 13th July at the Folk Cafe in Trinity Anne Clake sang this lovely song beautifully. Love that Makes a Cup of Tea. There is love that moves a mountain, There is love that beats a drum, There is love that fights for justice, Knowing justice won’t be done. There is love that…

Recently I’ve been badly affected by vertigo so I’ve been spending my time sitting and trying not to fall over when I’m walking (staggering like a drunk) about. This has given me the opportunity to sort out some of my box files of keepsakes and little booklets. I came across the following poem which had…

At our Hobbies group a gentleman comes most weeks and even though he is a very talented artist, he just likes to listen to the chat or have a quiet discussion with a few of us. The other week he and I were talking about waves. We both agreed that it can be very calming…

On Tuesday the 27th June Kirton MC hosted the first of this year’s Garden Cafe. All the preparations were done; cleaning, baking, publicity and “staff” rotas organised. The tables and chairs were put out in the garden and the gazebo was up. We were blessed with a lovely morning which wasn’t too hot as there…

I’ve just re-read the story about a lady, who, when she was putting her groceries into the boot of her car discovered a greeting card she hadn’t paid for. She went back into the shop, waited in line at the till, apologised for the oversight, and paid for the card. The man behind her in the…

Imagine there is a bank that credits your account each morning with £86,400. It carries over no balance from day to day. Every evening the bank deletes whatever part of the balance you failed to use during the day. What would you do? Draw out every cent, of course!!!!! Each of us has such a…

When my husband and I were in Northern Ireland recently Drew celebrated his birthday. It was a bit strange not having any presents to open and only a card from me. I was very aware of the weight of the case and Drew was having to wait until we came back to get his presents…

I mentioned last week that I had been back to N.Ireland to visit family and friends. A couple of the people I met were friends from my previous church. We spent quite a long time catching up on each other’s news. I was horrified to learn that during Covid twenty-one members of the church had…

I’ve just returned from N. Ireland having spent a week visiting family and friends. On one of the days we enjoyed a lovely afternoon with my sister and brother-in-law. When I opened the door as we were leaving there were some visitors standing on the welcome mat waiting to get into the house. Her seven very…

Do you ever find something you’re not looking for while you are searching for something else. I found the following poem by accident. It was written by an elderly gentleman in my previous church in N. Ireland. We do not need to see a sign To know that you are here, We only have to look…