- Losing my Notes
by Ceridwyn
an adventure in flash fiction 300 words The day before Waitangi Day, I practise the National Anthem. The choir will sing the first verse in Maori, then the congregation comes in with ‘God of Nations’. Not been done in church before so our rendition must be good, great, even moving, stirring, whatever. The men love…
- Starting Over
by Ceridwyn
an adventure in flash fiction (296 words) The first day without his wife, he still set the alarm to get up at 6.30. He shrugged on the old blue dressing gown, tied the frayed cord with stiff fingers, and marched out to collect the paper. Coffee and toast, with honey dripping on to the editorial…
- How to conduct a choir
by Ceridwyn
Ceridwyn Parr photo by Jeff Sheldon, Unsplash Hold your hands at chest height,said the bass singer at the back,We can see the beat better that way. You don’t need to raise your shoulders,just the eyebrows will do, and a smile.We will follow you. And they do.They watch for the anacrusis,I breathe up into the top…
- Anzac Day 2021
by Ceridwyn
Ceridwyn Parr; photo by Unsplash
- Time to say goodbye- the last caravanablog
by Ceridwyn
Dreamy little caravan for sale, said my ad on Trade me. The title came from my heart, as it was a dream of ours right from the start. The dream to get away for little breaks. To re-energise when my parents were both unwell, and I was working full-time, and we just needed to…
