more tea vicar is a rather dog eared notebook with stories about my daily life, the allotment which I share with my friend Anne, and the imagined, secret former lives of my flea market finds
for the record, I am not really a Vicar, I just like to pretend I am part of a Miss Marple story set somewhere in the 1950's
with the allotment being the stage for village intrigue where, between a cuppa and a scone, all sorts of mischief is plotted
in real life, I live with Andrew and a very grumpy cat called Archie in a largish town
I like to listen to the Libertines, enjoy a large glass of wine (or two) with my veggie meal and am a reluctant part-time interior stylist, but a full-time dreamer and storyteller
If you want to say hello, drop off a note at thevicaragemailbox@gmail.com
