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Monday, February 7, 2011

NHS ... babies and all that

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People today have no idea how well off they are with today’s NHS compared with years ago. I recall quite clearly my first visit to our local...
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Friday, January 28, 2011

Death of a Bluetit

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He flittered in the sunshine And twittered in the trees. Ate seeds with his little family And glided on the breeze. He gave us so much plea...
Saturday, January 22, 2011

A Gift From the Heart

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There are times when nothing seems to go right. Times when it seems you receive nothing but adverse criticism when trying to do your best. W...
Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Song of the Nightjar

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A man of letters with a priestly calling, a linguist, a wartime intelligence officer, a head of Oriental Studies of a prestigious Institutio...
Thursday, December 23, 2010

Dare to Believe!

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Wonderful! I recently signed a contract with Dare Empire for them to publish my trilogy woldwide as eBooks. Also in print for the Australia...
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Tuesday, December 21, 2010

A Load Of Hot Air!

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If you can’t stand the heat stay out of the kitchen, or in this case don’t read the book! Hot Air by Geoff Nelder is an action-packed thrill...
Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Ulverston area — sheep, dogs and thieves.

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When we moved to Ulverston in 1985, the first people we got to know were our neighbours and dog walkers (followed by friendly shopkeepers 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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