Posts by Christine Lawrence

Sometimes when you are performing a reading, and you go wrong, you just have to laugh at yourself.

We queued on the pier in the hot sun, ate ice creams in tubs with little plastic spoons to keep ourhands clean. We sat and stared at the long beach which swept into the distance, the light dancing onthe waves; people, dots in the water, far, far, away. I had raspberry ripple and Jennifer chose…

It had been a long week of hard work and emotions. Leaving the past behind, and walkinginto a future that was unknown and uncertain, I was feeling lost and alone. The Southseashore was the only place I ever came to when I was feeling like this. I stood on the shingleand watched the sun go…

She was beautiful, there was no doubt about it and when she’d raised her glass to him, his hearthad nearly burst. They’d met on a summer night, on the beach in Southsea. I know, not exactlythat romantic, crunching on a pebbled beach not quite the same as the feel of the sand betweenyour toes. Still,…

I wouldn’t want it to get out but I’m not really a Steampunk. Don’t get me wrong, the dressing upis fun and I quite like the fantasy side of it. It’s just that – well, this is my story… I met Jake on the Isle of Wight Ferry last year. He was on his way…

When we finally reached the port of Dublin the crows that had been gathering throughout our journey were so many that the sky was black. At first sight, you could almost believe that it was past sunset, but my watch told me it was only mid-morning. We were glad to get on board the ferry,…