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OUT NOW... (THE) QUEEN'S GREATEST HITS! BY SANDRA HARRIS. ©

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  OUT NOW … (THE) QUEEN’S GREATEST HITS! BY SANDRA HARRIS.  © Wow. I literally never thought I’d see the day, but it’s finally happened. After a whopping ninety-six years on earth (it makes me dizzy just thinking about it) , Queen Elizabeth the Second of England passed away yesterday at ‘one of her favourite houses,’ Balmoral Castle in Scotland. I just want to say that, if I owned a castle in Scotland myself, it would probably be one of my own personal favourite homes. Well, that and the chateau in France and the Alpine chalet, naturally. Oh, and, of course, the Spanish villa. But no matter, never mind my bitterness, that’s not what we’re here to discuss today. Today is the day after the day that the Queen slipped quietly away into the afterlife to be with her husband, of whom more later. For now, all we want to do is have a look at her greatest accomplishments, victories and triumphs. We’ll call them (The) QUEEN’S GREATEST HITS … 1.       In fairness to the old dear, she did

HOW I SPENT MY SUMMER VACATION. BY SANDRA HARRIS. ©

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  HOW I SPENT MY SUMMER VACATION. BY SANDRA HARRIS. © This is the time of year when school kids are traditionally required to pen the essay on what they did over their summer holidays. I myself had the best summer I’ve had in ages, not for any major, spectacular reasons but for a load of little bitty reasons, which are every bit as worthwhile. And I normally loathe summer too, for a myriad of reasons, which makes my enjoyment of this one all the more miraculous, and baffling. Here are some of the reasons why I normally hate summer; if I have to suffer through them, then you guys have to suffer through reading ‘em... 1.       I have goth leanings, and prefer to wear black and hibernate for the whole of the winter and much of spring. Summer is usually a horrible shock to the system. 2.       Summer makes my hair do a ‘Monica-from FRIENDS in the One Where the Gang go to Barbados.’ 3.       It also makes my eyeliner melt and my deathly-white Irish skin burn on whichever parts o