Writing For Joy

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Friday, March 26, 2010

Cromford Canal — a walk in Derbyshire

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A walk along Cromford Canal. Winter has gone and spring has arrived but it is obvious that everything is behind within the natural world. Ev...
Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Short story — Trixie Avenged by Gladys Hobson

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Trixie Avenged, a story taken from my book, Still Waters Run Deep, stories of hidden depths. Introduction Ulverston’s Gill Footpath is a be...
Sunday, March 7, 2010

Swanning along by the Ulverston canal

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Industry and nature — side by side. We drove down to Ulverston's Canal Foot to take a little walk on this sunny afternoon. The canal is ...
Saturday, March 6, 2010

New Homes — Something To Crow About!

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Birds of a feather… As I sit listening to the stories my husband reads to me, I watch the crows building nests in a couple of trees about a ...
Monday, March 1, 2010

Lakeland in Late Winter

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The sun shone today so we decided after doing the domestic chores we would go for a run out in the car. We first went for an early lunch at ...
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Wednesday, February 24, 2010

The Conflict Within

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The Conflict Within I am writing about our personal conflicts — when we are at war within ourselves, that is, our own inner feelings and des...
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Monday, February 22, 2010

Snow Drops On Snowdrops!

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We had another fall of snow at the weekend. Quite pretty and did not last long enough to cause problems. But, as usual, the patch of road an...
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Gladys Hobson
Everything about my early life can be found in my illustrated book of childhood memories: When Phones Were Immobile and Lived in RED BOXES. Read the first two chapters at: www.magpiesnestpublishing.co.uk I also have my novels and anthologies on that site. I trained as a dress designer. Later turned to teaching. Took early retirement to train for church ministry. For the last eight years a full time writer. Personal experiences and settings tend to pop up in my stories! All my academic qualifications have been achieved in my middle and later years — as happened with most working-class achievers of my generation. I try to keep a sense of humour in all aspects of life. I can laugh at myself and at oldie jokes. But I wish the media would put less emphasis on faculties lost in old age (cause for laughter) and more on the wisdom gained. We old biddies do know a thing or two!
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