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Following on from my last post - complaining about how busy I am, I thought it would be good to reflect on what I've been up to, and why the diary has been so full. I made it sound awful, to be constantly on the go and not have a minute to stop. But much of …
Continue reading Tired feet and a full heart
M is for Mammy OK before we start, I know 'what if' is a bit of a waste of time, especially when there is absolutely no way of knowing the answer to the question. But... There are two that have been rolling around my head for a while. What would my mammy of me being a …
Continue reading The A to Z of the Pastor’s Wife – M is for Mammy
Yesterday I was at a thanksgiving service for the life of a truly lovely lady. It was the first funeral I've been to since my Dad died in last March, so it caught me by surprise. I was sad to be saying goodbye to a woman who I was delighted to have as an aunty …
I have broken my very own rule of not leaving my blog idle for weeks on end. As a reader of blogs, I really don't like to visit one, only to find it dusty and in need of a fresh post. And here I am, rocking up for the first time since Halloween! Naughty Amo! I …
Well hello there 🙂 Yes it's a while since I’ve been here. My little summer break turned into a longer one because I knew when I came back to the blog I’d be writing this post. It’s a strange thing to finally have an answer after a couple of years of searching for one. Stranger …
I met a friend recently and the idea was that we would get together to write for a couple of hours. Spur each other on with a fantastic word count. Almost an hour and a half (and a pot of coffee with biscuits) later, we had done no writing. Well, we had not written anything …
On the About Aunty Amo page I added an option for people to ask me questions. A question that came back to me is 'If you could write a letter to your 15 year old self what would you say to her?' So here's the answer... 🙂 Dear Amo you won't recognise me but I'm the older, …
