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Glenda Draper

What happened to the friendly neighbourhood?
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The good old days of the butcher, the baker and the local grocer
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The good old days of the butcher, the baker and the local grocer

The good old days of the butcher, the baker and the local grocer

Who remembers these?
Why I love and hate Facebook…
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Why I love and hate Facebook…

Why I love and hate Facebook…

Have you come across bad behaviour on Facebook? Glenda both loves and hates it. Mainly because of those who bring other people down on social media...
What pisses me off? Gadgets are taking over the world
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What pisses me off? Gadgets are taking over the world

What pisses me off? Gadgets are taking over the world

Glenda is having a gripe about gadgets today. We don't do anything without a piece of technology and it is starting to wear us down.
The good old days of the friendly neighbourhood
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The good old days of the friendly neighbourhood

The good old days of the friendly neighbourhood

Why do you think neighbourhoods are not the friendly, connected communities they used to be? Glenda misses the good old days of fun and friendship
The good old days of the suburban family: The butcher, the baker and the local grocer
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The good old days of the suburban family: The butcher, the baker and the local grocer

The good old days of the suburban family: The butcher, the baker and the local grocer

Remember the good old days when you were friends with your butcher, your milkman would greet you with a big smile and the grocer would unload them for you...

About Glenda Draper

Glenda Draper is an active and over 60, and still works part-time as a bookkeeper. Her passion is writing and she's had short stories published as well as a small novella about a ghost haunting a sheep station in South Australia. My kids are forging ahead with their careers and not thinking about families yet, so my pseudo grand-child is my three year old black labrador, called Ruby. She is the one who insists that we go walking every day around our little town in the Adelaide hills, surrounded by farms and horses and filled with fresh air.