RA Pocket Shrine 35/? – Enchanted by Mr Thornton

“Oh dear, oh dear, I shall be late.” A certain Victorian gentleman was hurrying down the street, repeatedly pulling a little object from his waistcoat and ascertaining its presence by rubbing over it with a slightly rough, but shapely thumb. The object he was holding had come to him in the most curious way. Mr…

RA Pocket Shrine 34/? – Bitter-Sweet Lucas

My last day in Germany. I am looking forward to finally going home – my *own* home – tomorrow. Leaving is not easy, even though I am yearning for it. I am leaving behind the place that is associated with my dad. And my mother who is now on her own (and no other child…

He’s a Perfect Ten

Ha! How could this happen? I nearly forgot that I had put up a RAPSi for grabs. Anti-Gravity Thorin has to fly away, and I have just determined the winner by asking random.org to give me a random number between 1 and 12. Result: Oh, what a beautiful number 10 is. Is there anything more…

Thanks, Simply Thanks

Dear Friends-in-RA, do you have any idea how special you all are? And how special you have made me feel at a time when I needed an extra amount of love and support? You have made me very happy with all the beautiful messages and e-mails. I don’t want to repeat myself over and over…

RA Pocket Shrine 33/? – Anti-Gravity

I wish I could fly away. But since I can’t, I am cheering myself up with a little RAPS post. Gravity is a good thing, most of the time. It keeps us grounded. But some people can go beyond gravity. I can think of someone who makes his well-wishers float a few centimetres above the…

Emergency *ooof*: Full Frontal Arsitage

“Christ Almighty!” I quote myself here, with my immediate reaction when I followed the link that Sahraobsessed had thankfully alerted me of via Twitter. You may imagine that exclamation at about lawn mower decibels with a measure of post-marathon breathlessness thrown in. Oh, and of course with the same tone of incredulity that a 7-nil…

“Fan”dom is not Enough

When I came out in RAworld two years ago, my blogs were only ever meant to be about the object of my desire dreams. Well, and possibly about my own interest, photography. Being an experienced multiple and serial blogger at  that stage, I had sworn to myself that *this time* I would remain anonymous and…