Born in England in 1931. Evacuated in World War 2. Trained as a teacher at Brighton Training College, Sussex. Taught in London. Moved to Zimbabwe. Seven years later worked on a mail ship. Married Malcolm in Capetown. Two children, Rebecca and Greg. Moved to Australia in 1974. After retirement worked for a publisher. Three grandsons, Blake, Harry and Max. Disabled by stroke in 2013. Now in wheelchair with husband as carer..
My cry, so often: "I'm late, I'm late...."
I enjoyed this.
I always enjoy your rhymes, Brenda.
thats a cute rhyme
Clever - laughing. It does happen, just like that.
Even with a date round the corner..!!!
There's time to shoot off a poem.
I hate to be late and being on time is best by design. Thank you for your rhyme!
Funny, because I'm never late either. Except today when I lingered too long over a brand new baby at the hospital. That doesn't count, does it?
Short and Sweet!
You would have been right at home over at my place with the Rabbit prompt! He is always late!
Clever rhyme, hope you've had a good time.
I'm always early- but sometimes end up wishing I was late.
way to go! Hope that date was fun!!
Very cute! I hope the date was a success!
I hate being rushed but I find myself often behind on my timing.
This was a terrifically clever link for the letter T.
Thanks for the smile!
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