The Dunoon and District Gazette

A Time For Rejoicing -   No matter what your belief system is, this time of year has always been one for celebrating.

One of the hardest things about working retail is keeping a smile on your face even when you least feel like it.

It’s been a big month for the Greene’s. I turned 40  and my eldest turned 17 – and being the sensitive, deep-thinking type that I am, these events have given me a lot to ponder.

I was listening to a very wise and funny lady on CD in my car on the way home tonight

We’re just back from our annual camping trip and as usual the house looks like a bomb has hit it.

I have a dream….aside from the one I share with Martin Luther King and the newly elected Barak Obama (yay!!) and millions of others about all men (and women) being created equal etc etc.

I’ve just got back from one of the best and worst weekends of my life – and if that sounds schizo well what else do you expect from a not so sane mother like me?

I am seriously contemplating rewinding time to when I was a five year old dancing to my big sisters ABBA records and admiring her posters of the Swedish fab four with their sleek (and bizarre) outfits and mysterious Nordic smiles.

Mother’s Day means many things to different people depending on their circumstances.

What craziness was it that gripped the boys of Modanville school recently and convinced five of them they should hurl themselves towards the ground and break their brittle bones?
It’s like getting a cast is the latest trend and our dear headmaster’s grey head is looking even greyer these days as he contemplates whether he should have retired a year ago before this suicidal behaviour began.
These accidents - if that’s what they are, and not a sinister conspiracy by Dunoon Public to cripple our lads before the cross country and athletics season begins – did not all occur while the kids were at school, for which our revered Mr Mac gives thanks to the big dude in the sky.