My phone almost broke…

The weekend was hot and the air quality seemed poor. The sea breeze was cooling though.

So after my laptop screen broke on Friday, I had to download WordPress app to my phone. I had not bargained on how much it would drain my battery. And then the charger failed, but I had not realised. Not until I did not hear the sound made at connecting to the charging port. Thankfully, I managed to get to Dave’s phone shop early. I got a new charger.

It seems I have horrible neighbours after all. I at first thought i had an upgrade. The horrible truth is that they are straight out of a soap opera. Foul language, raucous laughter, and talking very loudly in the garden all the time. Last night they were abusive and foul mouthed toward me. Apparently the woman got wet once when i watered the garden. I try very hard to not let the hose put water through the fence. I point it skyward so that my hanging baskets get the water falling down like rain.

So she still sits in the same spot and expects a different result. They know that I water my garden each evening. At roughly the same time. There’s some intelligence missing there.

By Chrisssie Morris Brady

I've read poetry since I was nine and have written creatively since I was fourteen (probably long before that). After writing book reviews and social comment, I decided I wanted to write poetry. I have no formal training, but I surround myself with poets and their writing. I am honing my craft.
I have two published collections which I don't feel good about, but have been published by and other publications. I live on the south coast of England with my daughter. I am seriously ill.

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