I am much better suited to the city life. Where I lived in Uzbekistan wasn’t exactly rural, but certainly in comparison to London – definitely. For a start I hear you aren’t supposed to name your chickens as they aren’t meant to be your pets, but how else could I tell them apart? Sheryl, named after my sister who growing up was nicknamed by family members as ‘mother hen’ seemed a natural choice. Evidently when I was very small she felt like I was her baby and therefore coddled to ...
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As the bus jolted and jiggled on windy roads the only thought that came to mind was one of the classic Lucille Ball sketches where she is eating chocolate on a conveyer belt as it speeds up; getting more and more frantic in trying to get things under control, without success.

My wife, two Greek friends, and I were heading to Halkidiki in northern Greece for a long weekend of relaxation. The sun was warm, but not too warm. It had been a busy week and when a friend’s invitation came to go to a...
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Ed’s clothes were in the washing machine for the second time. Even after the first wash cycle was complete, the rinse water was still a slushy brownish-grey. I passed the hallway and tapped on the door. I was going to tell him that his clothes would take a little longer than expected and I would need to see if I could find some alternate clothes for him to wear while we waited. After knocking a few times with no reply, I assumed he couldn’t hear because of the shower running. I hesitantly...
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We had just finished entertaining some young people at the main house and only the team was inside when it occurred. Had we any glass in the windows it would have all been blown out. As it was, my back was against the window, leaning on thin plastic, when a sudden noise and flash of light filled the room. The plastic slapped violently at my back. It is all a blur now, but I do recall my team members running outside (out the very door from which the flash occurred) to investigate. I wasn’t a...
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This is a little bit of an experiment! I have been told recently that I should write some of my memoirs of my life. My first immediate comment was, "Who would be interested in my ilfe?" Well, I have written two short stories and am placing one of them out here. If you think I should write more, please let me know. I have lived an exciting life and enjoy the thought of others reliving some of my experiences with me. So, if you read this and think I should write more, please send me a note. I a...
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