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It was always difficult to judge what would make a welcome gift for Elaine. That’s not to say she was demanding in any way, far from it, but she had definite likes and dislikes that were not always so easy to guess, and, as her birthday followed Christmas by just two weeks I was alwaysContinue reading “CHRISTMAS PRESENCE.”

Tuesday 12th October ’21. Today I killed a spider. Not a deliberate act, I hasten to add. It lived in one of the woodbins behind the house. I was filling the bin then let go of the lid just as I noticed the large black spider that’s been living in it for a while wasContinue reading ”  WHAT’S THE DIFFERENCE?”

Lilith House Press is thrilled to present Elaine’s irreverent memoir is here at last. Published posthumously, hers was a life lived with unique humor and remarkable passion. Join Mark and Crissi and Anna for live reading and Q&A from listeners. Starting at Noon Mountain Time this Saturday, October 2nd. London time is 7pm Saturday. FindContinue reading “Book Launch!!”

Our cover reveal! The memoir will be available very soon! This is not a book about horses; nor is it a book about husbands and it is certainly not a book solely about cancer. Though that condition is the core reason for this work it does not make this some sort of self-help book forContinue reading “A Horse A Husband and Cancer: the book.”

                                                        Can the memory of one good day keep you going, or maybe the thought of one more yet to come keep you alive? Elaine and I were together for thirty years, that’s approximately 10,957 individual days; most of which will remain unremembered. Though each day is different those that we regard as unremarkable tendContinue reading “ONE GOOD DAY.”

hospice (noun)….”A home providing care for the sick or terminally ill”. I first set foot here about eight or nine years ago. Elaine had had a terrible reaction to the chemotherapy drugs and steroids she was then taking. They de-stabilized her mind causing massive anxiety and horrific panic attacks. As she gradually got over allContinue reading “FOREST HOLME HOSPICE”

 I can’t believe that she’s gone. I was there when she died.  I’ve seen her dead in her coffin. We’ve had her funeral, but I still can’t believe that she is not going to burst through the door any moment now saying “YEA! fooled you all. Now which miserable sods didn’t cry or send aContinue reading “A NIGHT TO REMEMBER(?)”

Is your deepfreeze a depository for experimental batch-bakes that taste awful but you can’t justify wasting? Do you have packs of Supermarket Ready Meals reduced in price, but so reduced in size they barely constitute a snack? While the tasteless foods stay on the top shelf pleading for a purpose, the homemade pizzas hide outContinue reading “The Secret in My Freezer”

If I be the first of us to die, Let grief not blacken long your sky. Be bold yet modest in your grieving. There is a change but not a leaving. And just as death is part of life, The dead live on for ever in the living. And all the gathered riches of ourContinue reading “If I be the first of Us”