Well hello Everybody, how are you? Sometimes I find the story comes first, sometimes it’s the sculpture and other times it’s the title. Today the first 2 have sheepishly arrived without a title. I wondered if you would mind taking a break for a cup of tea and a secret biscuit with me and see if we could come up with any ideas. All suggestions gratefully received… The little houses and I thank you in advance. Now tea and biscuits…

Living on the Edge 135;

Philip had stood on the Strand for longer than he cared to recall. During his long life he’d seen many things and weathered many storms. He passed the time with the others talking about everything from great matters of state to smaller worries and snippets of gossip the breeze brought them. He enjoyed dropping little pebbles of knowing into the conversation and watching the ripples radiate from it. Or, now that Blaine had joined them, being drowned by a great boulder of loud ignorance dive bombing in from the other side… xxx

Hello Everybody, how are you? I don’t know how it is for you but most mornings I wake with a song in my head. This morning’s is a particularly sticky one. Bamboléo. It’s very hard to shake. So I have decided to embrace it and try some Spanish dancing. The houses seem particularly keen to join in. How about you? That way if ‘Strictly Come Dancing’ ever calls on us we’ll have a head start. But, before things get out of control, today’s little share is a nice calm one… Living on the Edge 133; Her Happy Place…

Out on the ocean Judy had been watching them. She loved to watch them. The sea had always fascinated Sheena. So much so that she’d moved to be near it. She was standing on the shore next to Katie. Her grandmother would have had a duck fit if she’d known that they hadn’t got life jackets on. They were watching for seals and collecting sea-glass. And not caring that the cold tide was lapping round their ankles.

“Do you think everything will be alright?” asked Katie staring up at her mother her windows wide.

“I don’t know” answered Sheena her eyes on the horizon “but I do know that, for me, the closer I am to the sea the further away my troubles become” and she smiled reassuringly… xxx

Well hello Everybody, are you fine? This week has been full on Hollywood with too many voices shouting ‘Lights, camera, action! and ‘Cut!’ and bellowing out orders and general prima donna-ing. But, despite this, I have managed to put together a little video with the help of a very brave lazy Susan. It has ended up as a silent movie for everyone’s  benefit… You can see it here … Living on the Edge 131; Tall Stories…

Derek, as well as literally being above everyone else had, unfortunately, come to believe that he was above everyone else in every other respect. He was always right and could see from his lofty height exactly where everyone else was going wrong. And he was not shy of telling them. He’d been up early that morning rousing Walter from his sleep to aid with what he’d called ‘Essential Maintenance’ but which turned out to be, as far as Walter was concerned, a heavy lifting project. Walter, having had nothing better to do with his day, had agreed to help but was now secretly regretting it as his arm was beginning to ache. Besides which the others, who were now also awake, hadn’t failed to notice the large statue dangling overhead and were starting to growl about planning permission, hard hats and liberty taking… xxx

Well hello Everybody. Is Everybody fine? Happy Valentine’s Day. I was intercepted on my way to the table this morning. My eyes were still half closed but my heart was open for listening and, when it heard the sorry tale of Morten, it broke. He asked that I didn’t pass on the specifics, suffice it to say he’s not been having the best time of late. In light of his misfortune I agreed to post the following lonely hearts ad…

Detached house suffering from a smashed to smithereens heart WLTM a gentle soul mate to help him stick it back together. Enjoys the countryside, astronomy, jigsaw puzzles and reading. GSOH ISO LTR. Time-wasters need not apply.

There has to be someone out there for him… xxx

Hello Everybody, happy Friday. I was not arrested after last week’s debacle, but I had a complaint. Wouldn’t you know. The sandwich-eating house said she was very disappointed that she hadn’t been shown to her best advantage in the picture. I did point out that, in fact, nobody was fully shown because of the line they were standing in. This, however, neither cut the mustard nor buttered any parsnips. And so, in her full, bossy glory, here she is… The things I do in the name of pacification…. Just breathe… xxx