I believe in angels which means I must believe in ghosts so I wonder which angels trailed the ghosts who followed us home from McHardy House with their naughty devils in tow.
As an only child, I can only imagine what a big family is like. My mother was fragile tho, having had polio as a teenager. I enjoy reading about your past. It’s so different from mine which makes it fascinating!
I'm here with you, and for a long moment I was there with you in the past, caught up already in the stories you conjure... so yes to angels, ghosts and magic.
Yes I saw that in my research - isn't that wonderful! I look froward to taking a peek next time I go to Napier! Thank you so much for reading and the comment, Janet!
As an only child, I can only imagine what a big family is like. My mother was fragile tho, having had polio as a teenager. I enjoy reading about your past. It’s so different from mine which makes it fascinating!
That really is the essence of reading and writing do you think? To exchange experiences.
I'm here with you, and for a long moment I was there with you in the past, caught up already in the stories you conjure... so yes to angels, ghosts and magic.
This gave me shivers, I feel a strong echo of my own wild and Catholic-parented childhood.... Beautifully written and descriptive.
Thank you Kate!! I am so glad! Lovely to see you over here!
Wonderful. McHardy House is now a boutique hotel, which looks gorgeous. X
Yes I saw that in my research - isn't that wonderful! I look froward to taking a peek next time I go to Napier! Thank you so much for reading and the comment, Janet!
I'm so happy you are writing these stories down, Celi. Fabulous!
Thank you Charlotte - I feel the juices flowing!! It felt like rain after a drought!
Best feeling ever.
Thank you so much Deb! And thank you for coming over to support me on this new platform. Now I look forward to next Mondays story!