. Oh, for Christ’s sake! Even made aware of what was going on before getting on site, the foreman’s surprised cry out gave goosebumps to his assistant. That’ll be two bucks for the swear-box, Boss! -he risked joking. Frederik held his breath, hoping he’d get to spend dinner with his wife, instead of on a…… Continue reading Family business…
. . I see it…Through yourThick make upThrough your longLong sleeves.I hear it…Despite yourSealed lips,Your very soulScreams.I feel it…The vicious fearThat makes You stepWhen he’s at your heels.I know…The empty promisesAnd the flowersAre just a band aidOn a wound that won’t heal.Yet there you stand,Blind,Deaf,Numb andClueless.But Love never Should hurt,Yours isn’t a relationship,Honey, it’s a…… Continue reading Love shouldn’t…
Festive mess… Today, I’ve been wrapping our gifts, and packing goodies for family and friends. Tomorrow, we’ll drive to our home town to deliver our presents. Just a few touch-and-goes, before heading back to Montréal. And then we can enjoy a cool, odd and intimate Christmas. Just Chéri, Freja and me. And comforting food. And…… Continue reading Almost there…
Cyranny's Cove 