Confessions of a scatter-brain

Who else could get stuck in a plastic swan at Woburn or stuck in a shed right up a dirt track at Budapest or had the car burst into flames at a petrol station...read on!

Confessions of a scatter-brain

It was said that sticks stones could break your bones but names could never hurt you.

Confessions of a scatter-brain

There, on the tow-path, he laughed and told Dee he hadn't done anything wrong. This lad, with a front gap where a front tooth once lived, muttered.

Confessions of a scatterbrain

Poor Dee shivered and crossed her legs.

Confessions of a scatterbrain

Have a nice time on the boat

Confessions of a scatterbrain

Knitting hadn't cast any sort of peace or a wish to settle down. She didn't know how long she

When I have gone I want you to think about everything

Dee glanced down at her spanking new lino as Bill turned away stepping round tomato soup foot-prints.

Difficulties were there to be overcome; in good times and bad

Who else had lost their knickers in Oxford Street London; stepping into the porch of a department store in order to discreetly clamber out of them.