Tag Archives: Haiti

Fork Handles, Frayed Feet and that Christmas Feeling

I am feeling a little frail this Christmas. Something to do with having fallen on the ice and hurting my right hand. (You try wrapping presents without an opposable thumb). I’ve been wearing the same bra for five days because … Continue reading

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Better to be talked about…no matter what they say

The Crone knows that, if she is to write about world affairs, she really ought to be writing about Haiti, at least so you believe she is a decent human being with her heart in the right place and her … Continue reading

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