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Tuesday, 4 September 2018
These old bones and tendons do not bend and stretch
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I’m in Gatwick about to fly home to Malta after three weeks of being a granny to active grandsons in the UK. They filled every morning with...
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Thursday, 10 March 2016
The Inner Critic just has to go!
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I have a voice inside my head. A vicious critic who has only negative comments to contribute. In every situation it considers only the ...
Friday, 4 March 2016
All happiness or unhappiness solely depends upon the quality of the object to which we are attached
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I envy the young their sociability. Here in the shopping mall, they roam in herds chattering, pushing and laughing. At ease with their peer...
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