Leaves, the leaves of the trees and bushes rustling. Sometimes it is light and cheery, and sometimes it is just frantic.Cockerels crowing from all different directions of the neighborhood. Sometimes in unison, sometimes just randomly.A radio playing.A  heavy bucket being dragged across the ground.Water splashing.A broom vigorously sweeping.A hammer banging.An...

 I bought a new handbag yesterday, for use as a weekend bag. My current one is old, the handle is recklessly peeling all over the place.When its comes to bags  I am a simple practical creature.Just two main ones, the rest are for decoration and the rare fancy occasion. The new bag is black, because everyone knows that goes with everything. Right?As I was...