tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4260842129915604554.post7057969308869106127..comments2023-10-19T02:21:07.740-07:00Comments on Writer in the attic: My first. . .Diane Perryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06659265615593465267noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4260842129915604554.post-79488955234247611802012-04-02T10:11:11.377-07:002012-04-02T10:11:11.377-07:00It is special to have a little space isn't it ...It is special to have a little space isn't it Carole? I loved opening my desk to get my pens and paper out and scribble away in another world. I will check out the flash-fiction, sounds interesting. xxDiane Perryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06659265615593465267noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4260842129915604554.post-72925098889438905522012-04-02T10:08:35.279-07:002012-04-02T10:08:35.279-07:00I am sorry Julie, but at least your memory still h...I am sorry Julie, but at least your memory still holds all your magical memories as you and your wonderful workshops have shown. I do love my little bits and pieces from my past and enjoyed seeing them all again. I am just lucky that Mom kept them all. xxDiane Perryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06659265615593465267noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4260842129915604554.post-56765889690738239422012-04-02T05:56:42.056-07:002012-04-02T05:56:42.056-07:00Nothing's changed then, Di!You're still ob...Nothing's changed then, Di!You're still obssessed with horses and mermaids - just added chickens to your list! What a super desk. I never had one of those. But I was also into writing and reading all those years ago. In 1978 I was 7!<br /><br />Lovely memories, Di.<br /><br />I don't have any of my childhood things either, Carole Ann - heaven knows where they went!<br /><br />Julie xxJulie Phttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06546678603569056691noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4260842129915604554.post-56239562995114318332012-03-31T11:30:17.993-07:002012-03-31T11:30:17.993-07:00So very envious, I too had a desk at about the sam...So very envious, I too had a desk at about the same age, your post echoes so many of my memories. I even went to York to see the cell where Dick Turpin was imprisoned. How sad that a rolling stone gathers no moss... wonder where all my childhood treasures went when I travelled to Africa. Do hope you will have a look at the flash-fiction competition I'm running. There's a choice of book prize for anyone who already has the one I'm offering. :0)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07957545161716269528noreply@blogger.com