I pick up the phone and it's my dad, ‘have you got any of that ginger stuff you make?’ he asked in an unusually rough, nasally voice. He didn't need to say anymore. I made a batch and went straight over.
By sylvana lee-jones6 years ago in Feast
For years you try, to comprehend the man behind that twisted hand. That hand who tainted your innocence when you weren't old enough to understand.
By sylvana lee-jones8 years ago in Poets
As soon as anyone around me complains of feeling under the weather, of a cold catching up to them or generally feeling without energy, the first words to leave my lips are "GARLIC TEA!"
By sylvana lee-jones8 years ago in Feast
The notion that our inner thoughts can have a direct result on the physical world around us is not a new one. There are countless books on the subject pertaining to the success of ‘mind science’.
By sylvana lee-jones8 years ago in Motivation
