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About Me
- Susan Harwood
- It's one of those odd things . . . I live in my little house by the sea and listen to the radio and reckon I know best about more-or-less everything . . . as I keep telling the news-casters, the policiticians and all the experts interviewed there. I shout quite loud - but I'm beginning to suspect they can't hear! Sometimes, I write to my MP . . . but there's always more to say. So, here it is!
BOOK ON A BLOG
THE BRICKS IN THE CAVE - A full length children's adventure story by Susan Harwood - click on the book to read it.
ANOTHER BOOK ON A BLOG
TIMES RHYMES - For people who want to learn 'Times Tables' the easy way!
2 comments:
I think we might. Going for a swim at your local swimming pool should be a pleasurable experience - but in my experience it rarely is. Pools are often cold, grubby and functional. They are seldom places in which you would wish to loiter.
I'm sure I would.
I once went to a very old public swimming pool with brick pillars (inconvenient but attractive) and a lovely greenish light which (I think) was reflected from the tiled floor, made of little mosaic tiles. At least, I think there were tiles like that. It was so lovely my memory may have elaborated! But whatever the precise details . . . I only went once (I was visiting friends who then moved) but if ever I were to re-visit the area, packing my swimming things would be a 'must'!
(Then, I suppose, I'd find it closed and, if there is a replacement, it will be concrete and glass, with impersonal echoes - like our local one - which I haven't been to for about ten years.)
Susan
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