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Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Gillian Brock — Lost, found. and lost again…

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Gillian, in centre, explaining something to her Aunt Phyllis Gillian talking to her cousin Linda. Both photos taken when Gillian was ...
Friday, November 11, 2011

Old Dog, New Tricks?

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A while ago I thought I would have a go at trying to make a video for each of my books. I started with Awakening Love. I could not slow it d...
Friday, September 9, 2011

The trials and glories of Class 3Z

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The trials and glories of Class 3Z Looking back thirty years Seaview Comprehensive School. It is Friday, and the final lesso...
Wednesday, August 17, 2011

We met on the Bus Part Five… Dress Design and Family Matters.

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We met on the Bus Part Five… Dress Design and Family Matters. Things went remarkably smoothly in my new job. My sample-ha...
Thursday, August 4, 2011

We Met On the Bus… Part Four Recognition and onwards…

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We Met On the Bus… Part Four Recognition and onwards… Things were going swimmingly, at least as regards work, home life was something differ...
Saturday, July 23, 2011

We Met On the Bus… Part Three... My new job — Designer at last!

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We Met On the Bus… Part Three My new job — Designer at last! It just so happened that the traveller for my new firm knew the bosses at my fi...
Tuesday, July 19, 2011

KILROY and ALICE

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Why do we do it? Do what? Push ourselves beyond our inclinations… At the age of fifty I took early retirement from teaching (my teaching car...
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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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