It’s a strange thing, but since being shown my hip x-ray, demonstrating its lamentable state, I’ve been much more confident on longer walks so we’ve been exploring some of the longer tracks through the woods and the riverside circuit has been added back into the repertoire. Now I know it’s just a case of unavoidableContinue reading “Light and frothy”
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Pins and needles
In a foolhardy moment some weeks ago I confidently declared to Lachlan that it would be no problem to recover the free sofa a friend of a friend (and as it turns out a cousin of another friend) had kindly donated – white being considered overly high risk for a young man with a dog.Continue reading “Pins and needles”
Not all doom and gloom
The news has gone, it seems, from pretty dispiriting to downright bizarre. I have taken to doom scrolling in bed before breakfast to see what fresh insanity has been unleashed. Lachlan, ever sanguine, is of the view that periodic bursts of bonkers are simply part of the human condition and, like goldfish, we have foundContinue reading “Not all doom and gloom”
Taking the hint
The Gods, it seems, do not want me weeding the garden. Every time I am on the verge of donning Uncle Tommy’s excellent gardening strides the wind whips up to a howling hoolie and it starts to rain. I have mustered three, maybe four, decent days out with my tools since my last confession. (AndContinue reading “Taking the hint”
The Longest Month
After the blog odyssey that was the run up to Christmas, I decided to give myself (and all the dear readers out there) a few weeks off from my wittering. However, with January (which always seems to last forever…) finally put to bed, I thought I might post a quick catch up (if only toContinue reading “The Longest Month”
25 hours in a day, and the aftermath
Well Christmas was lovely. It played out as follows: I was totally whacked by 10 when, resplendent in one of the several pairs of Christmas PJs received, I stumbled off to bed (where I managed to pull a muscle rolling over!). Nothing stopped me sleeping though and I emerged today, bleary eyed but refreshed, andContinue reading “25 hours in a day, and the aftermath”
19, 20 & 21 viruses in overdrive
My “back to normal tomorrow” post on the 18th proved an extremely over optimistic prognosis. However, I am out of bed (though have had a strip ripped off me by my mum for this reckless manoeuvre). This thing has practically floored me – I’ve had shakes and shivers, bizarre fever dreams involving giant lilies, aContinue reading “19, 20 & 21 viruses in overdrive”
17 Flower arranging video clips
On Day 17 of Advent, in the window between taking the granola out of the oven and solving the latest knitting crisis, I found myself mesmerised by the tiny flower arranging videos my phone sends me when I should be making him indoors a promised coffee. My head is now awash with the thoughts ofContinue reading “17 Flower arranging video clips”
16 painful squats (at least)
Day 16 has proved rather swings and roundabouts territory. See for yourself: Santa’s elf is still slightly tired, achey and testy, but I do think my tolerance levels are gradually improving (Keith and Mum will not agree, I suspect, each having caught me at the thin end of various wedges today – but really theContinue reading “16 painful squats (at least)”
Drum roll, 12 Inches cut off
Today was my going to the big(ish) City for fancy stuff and grooming day (as to which more below) and after a day of foraging rather than baking, progress now stands as follows: The trip to town started swimmingly, with me actually securing a space in the station car park and then managing to getContinue reading “Drum roll, 12 Inches cut off”