Prima Rosa
Primrose, first flower of spring
We are creative, We are old, We are sods. Cos.
Primrose, first flower of spring
Life and death among the leaves
Mountain rescue in 55 words
A darker side to the love apple
Reflecting upon an ever-changing world
Dirty snowflakes and shimmering diamonds
A wise old man once told me that the best teaching is incidental
‘Living with Crohn’s is exhausting’ – what a vast understatement!
‘You are thinking too much again!’
Discovering the fullness of Nothing