ROARS OF A CAVEWOMAN

‘Flintstones. Meet the Flintstones. They’re the modern stone age family…Yabba Dabba Doo!’ Remember it, even the remake? Good old Fred Flintstone and his family, plus his best pal, Barney Rubble? The tune is bouncing around in my head right now amongst images of these scantily clad characters in their prehistoric costumes, and a wee club … Continue reading ROARS OF A CAVEWOMAN

HUMAN GRAFFITI

Covered my walls were, covered! All sorts of crazy cartoon people painted all over them, some with cheesy grins, others with wild hair and studded noses, and an odd one or two looking just that little bit sad. And underneath, colourful graffiti messages stood out to inspire, to provoke thought – short as they were. … Continue reading HUMAN GRAFFITI

MORE THAN ‘CHUCKIES’!

Who remembers chuckies? A wee bit of age and Scottish geography will feature here! Anyway, me, well I was reared on chuckies! In fact, I earned the title ‘Queen of Chuckies’ in my Ayrshire neighbourhood, and proud of it I was too! For those readers wondering what the heck she’s havering on about, it was … Continue reading MORE THAN ‘CHUCKIES’!

THE GLASS DIVIDE

I watched Jerry Maguire last night for probably, well… more times than I’d like to say. It’s a good storyline but its attraction for me has more to do with a certain Tom Cruise. Quite odd really given that I’m a 6 foot woman and any date would look like mother and young son out … Continue reading THE GLASS DIVIDE

500 MILES

But I would walk 500 miles…’ You should have seen us today, my beautiful niece and me. We hadn’t seen each other for a few weeks – my fault given end of school year madness and a wee candidacy campaign to organise – but there we were, bopping about together, as I taught her my … Continue reading 500 MILES

LOVE IS LIKE…

Have you ever heard someone rap ‘My love is like a red, red rose’? I’m thinking not, but I have. In fact, I’ll never forget the experience, it was emotional. Before all you Burns enthusiasts out there cry “sacrilege”, let me firstly reassure you that I’m from Ayr, I was reared on Burns, and that … Continue reading LOVE IS LIKE…