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  Posted by Lyra Mollington   Before Daisy met Barry, they had both been unlucky in love. Daisy’s unhappy marriage ended when her husband dropped dead of a heart attack. Barry’s wife left him and he discovered that their marriage had also been an unhappy one. With the events of
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Photo by Mr M   Lyra Mollington is at the Olympics
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  I’m back. From the brink of death. And Lyme Regis. It sounds dramatic but I really did think I was a goner. And Charles tells me that so too did many readers of this blog. He had several emails asking him not to kill me off. I’d like to
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  Lyra Mollington is on holiday.
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  Posted by Lyra Mollington   It turns out that I am a terrible patient. My sister Myra used to be a nurse so this wasn’t a winning combination. Mr M collected me on Saturday and I’m recuperating at home. Thankfully I’m no longer confined to my bed although walks on
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      Posted on behalf of Mrs Mollington by Barry   I have not been well lately so Barry, Daisy’s lovely friend, is kindly typing this as I dictate my latest ‘Thoughts’.  He is an excellent touch-typist despite having builder’s hands. He’s smiling –  he’s a retired English teacher.  But
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    By Lyra Mollington   On Sunday I woke up feeling out of sorts and very parched.  With this humid and unsettled weather, viruses will be having a field day.  In these situations, I find the best course of action is complete rest and lots of green tea (Yutaka Midori
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    Posted by Lyra Mollington     There was only one topic of conversation at our book club on Tuesday morning – apart from the book we were discussing, of course!    Yes, it was the fascinating television documentary from the evening before – although we agreed that the whole
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  Posted by Lyra Mollington   With the ‘Funeral Services of the Christian Churches in England – New Edition’  tucked safely in my bag, I set off for the crematorium.  I planned to go to the office and apologise for inadvertently taking it.  I decided that this would be more dignified than
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  Posted by Lyra Mollington   When my mother died, I coped really well.  I felt fine at the funeral too.  Well, a little bit angry at the detachment and complacency of the Anglican priest, but otherwise fine.  However, for many years afterwards, I found it difficult not to dwell