by Susie | May 9, 2023 | Family, In Death, Memories, My Family, Travel, Uncategorized
Jane’s Memorial Day-A Special Memory. It seems a long time ago now but then I suppose it is, Forty Three years in fact. In the Spring of 1980 Jane and I visited the land of the pharaohs. I had recently met Hamada and he kindly ask if we would like to go visit his...
by Susie | Mar 19, 2020 | Articles., Health Issues, In Death, Poetry, Travel
The world turned on its head today, It collided, stumbled stuttered and fell. the bustling regular ordinary days the ones we love the best, changed, slowly at first but then, with a great rush of fear. The world turned on its axis, it shuddered, And all at once...
by Susie | Jun 30, 2019 | Memories, Photos, Places To Visit, Poems of Places, Poetry, Reunion, Reunion-Poems, Travel
This Magic Isle – Crete Reunion 2019🌞ðŸ¹ðŸ¸ðŸ»ðŸ¥‚ This magic Isle of new memories that nurtured the souls of those that loved… the hot golden days of our desert time, where friends were made to last and stay in OUR Oasis town of palms and sand. For...
by Susie | Jul 14, 2017 | Food, Memories, Places To Visit, Travel, Uncategorized
Having already been to the United Arab Emirates in April for a Desert Reunion and having the most super time, staying at the Al Ain Hilton and meeting-up again with old friends, travelling with my youngest Son Jo and reliving the time we spent  there in this desert...
by Susie | May 12, 2017 | Memories, Places To Visit, Poems of Places, Travel, Uncategorized
Desert Days. To walk on desert sands, to feel the warmth of the rust coloured grains between your toes, the magic of this gentle land will steal your heart to return once more… this land will embrace you, it will fill your eyes with wondrous visions, this torpid...
by Susie | May 10, 2017 | Memories, Places To Visit, Travel, Uncategorized
“No man can live this life and emerge unchanged, he will carry however faint, the imprint of the desert, the brand which marks the nomad; and he will have within him the yearning to return, weak or insistent  according to his nature. For this cruel land can...
