Walking down the streets of the English village of Ravenscroft-on-the-Sea is quite an experience. Behaviors that usually draw stares from passersby in other cities are perfectly acceptable here. Take the case of Miss Quicker, the town librarian. She is always decorous in her manners, but she thinks nothing of dressing like a clown, complete with... Continue Reading →
I am always intrigued by clothes I see in stores, Clothes I was sure that no one would actually wear. But, then I am proven wrong time and again, As some brave soul buys them while I am standing there. A purple skirt covered in green polka dots, With a matching top for one to... Continue Reading →
Margaret and Marian disagreed about what to serve at the annual party to benefit their diocese's homeless ministry. The problem was whether to serve alcohol at the gathering. Margaret worried that people would not attend a party with no alcoholic beverages, resulting in a very small turnout in the village. But Marian felt that a... Continue Reading →
With much desperation in her voice, she asked her husband, "How are we to keep them interested in staying home to care for us when they can see all the places they could go on the pole up the street?" He told her not to worry, for the kids were not even teenagers, yet. He... Continue Reading →
