I said I had a mind to extend some stories, this is the first.

I wrote The Shoplifter in 2012 which has over 7,700 hits and 239 kudos, so it seems you liked it a little.

I've written a sequel which I will post soon, there will probably be another after that, which isn't written yet and will depend upon how much time I have to write, being a rather busy woman, I have squeeze things in when I can.

If you haven't read the original story, the follow up will miss quite a lot. Here's a link:

I'm reposting SNAFU which used to be on Sapphire's site but which has now become unavailable. I was asked to do so by several readers including our own Web Mistress. I have tidied up a number of typos and other mistakes, though Grammarly doesn't appear to recognise proper English (ie UK variety) in terms of spelling so it nearly drove me to distraction.

I'm rereading this wonderful story by Admiral Krunch which is one of my comfort reads. It has lots of laughs and also tears but it ticks all my boxes and I would thoroughly recommend it to those who haven't encountered it yet, but be warned it is addictive being well planned.

Here's a link to part one: https://bigclosetr.us/topshelf/fiction/2978/being-christina-...

It's the anniversary of my son's death and I've been up in Wales. He used to work in the Brecon Beacons National Park so we go up there to feel near him. It's also a place of amazing scenery, wild life and geology and very popular with walkers and hikers. Today, the weather was very clear so we were able to see Pen y fan, the highest point in South Wales, the neighbouring mountains of Corn Du and the Crybin, all of which are over 800 metres and the Monmouthshire Black Mountains to the east.

Many happy returns to the creator of this site and one of the best writers here. I hope you have a super day.

Hugs,

Angharad

It's been a trying week, far too many hours worked though I did learn that I'd passed my university exam so can proceed to the next level - it's like a very expensive computer game at times. Today, Saturday, is the anniversary of my son's death and I drove up to Wales and back, getting on for three hundred miles with a very early start.