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Sandra Davies's Blog – February 2011 Archive (7)

Sophia Wade 1804-1892 (Diana's challenge)

Despite that fact that any weakness or fainting could be perfectly well attributed to either grief or her condition Sophia Wade, widowed at the age of 32 when pregnant with her sixth child, was ashamed for she had hoped to show neither as she followed the coffin of her husband James into the church, and…

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Added by Sandra Davies on February 26, 2011 at 9:00am — 7 Comments

Felix and Caroline: Wedded unbliss

Married life began in Felix’ mother’s house, not much change for Felix except sex on tap, but that quite soon became a dribble, as both of them became inhibited by the banging of the headboard on the wall between their bedroom and his mother’s.

He didn’t mind so much but Caroline couldn’t help but be self-conscious of cacophony so she called a halt to all conjugal antics, pouting prettily but perfectly determined.

Inexperience and innocence was anyway inhibiting, since… Continue

Added by Sandra Davies on February 22, 2011 at 3:30pm — 12 Comments

Who am I? (Cath Barton's excellent challenge)

Who am I?

Died at age 30

Published poetry (in 1846) with siblings under a pseudonym

Reverend’s daughter

Only one novel to my name.

It’s hero – a ‘dark-skinned gipsy’ - remained ever-memorable.

Added by Sandra Davies on February 20, 2011 at 4:06am — 11 Comments

Five faults plus one: A 6S Challenge

Like most people I am not without my faults, the following is just a selection, one of which is, in fact. not true. I leave you to guess.

And I ask you list your own five faults plus one and challenge us to guess the one which is more slander than truth.

I never put things away immediately after using them

I can be supremely ungrateful when people give me a treat, such as a surprise birthday cake.

I am, apparently, stubborn (I didn’t know this but my…

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Added by Sandra Davies on February 18, 2011 at 3:30am — 14 Comments

Smiling

Last night I dreamt I had hip bones once again.
The angular, skin-piercing sharpness of my teenage youth.
It might have been inspired by rugby thighs, by thoughts derived therefrom.
Or the fornicating flesh of Faulks’s fictional lovers on the BBC.
Or possibly pertained to last week’s pregnancy announcement.
But, last night I dreamt I had hip bones once again.

Added by Sandra Davies on February 13, 2011 at 5:30am — 10 Comments

Cultural placement

The usual explanations clearly do not apply.

No obvious signs of decorating, imminent or recent.

Well-stuffed and several bookcases, original art on the walls, negate any diagnosis of lack of culture.

Less immediately obvious (some might calculate otherwise because of lack of giant flat-screen telly), we are not poor.

Yet on entering, especially at night, a first-time visitor to our house would very likely be confused, have difficulty in placing us within a rank of… Continue

Added by Sandra Davies on February 9, 2011 at 4:00am — 9 Comments