Posts Tagged: New Year
‘Once my papa met my mama under a mango tree Then my papa asked my mama, ‘Will you marry me?’ When I was little, my dad used to sing this to me. It was all a little joke of course,
When I was little, I used to ask my Dad, ‘Why, of all the places in the world, did you decide to come here?!’ Here being the provincial capital city of Northern Ireland. Now that I am grown (metaphorically of
‘Life is either a daring adventure or nothing at all’ – Helen Kellar Thanks to Baz for this reminder. I have a little problem. An itchy feet problem. And, with the beginning of 2015, I would like to announce my next trek.