Margaret R Kelly

Tag: life

  • There ain’t no cure for the Summertime Blues

    There ain’t no cure for the Summertime Blues

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    Margaret Kelly
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    I hate the story summer tells, and the way I never seem to belong in it. The time it represents. Those months always seem to come, and linger, for me. They don’t just pass through like any other part of the year; they arrive with a weight, like they know something I don’t, like they’ve…

  • Lovely

    Lovely

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    Margaret Kelly
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    Before I launch into what it is about being greeted with “hey lovely” that irks me so much, please allow me a grammatical side note which proves I am nasty and picky, not “lovely” at all. There are some adjectives that can go it alone without a noun, but “lovely” is not one of them.…

  • THE TRAVELLING COLLECTOR

    THE TRAVELLING COLLECTOR

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    Margaret Kelly
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    What souvenirs do you collect when you travel? My own particular fetishes are fridge magnets, teatowels, postcards and a more unusual collecter item— soft toys. I call them ‘stuffies’ as in ‘stuffed toys’, but more commonly they seem to be known as ‘plushies’. Some people collect particular lines of toys (eg. Ducks or cows or…