Today has been filled with thwarting annoyances interspersed with minor successes, so pretty much a mortadella of a day. It started badly when, having resolved to do my physio exercises, the equipment had gone a-missing. Cue an hour of cursing, door slamming and generally prowling around like an avenging angel. Thankfully, the aforesaid items turnedContinue reading “15 is a bloody annoying number”
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Fourteen tasks ignorèd
After all good parties, there must be a day of rest and recuperation. Day 14 is just such a day – apart from the rest bit- I rather over did it in the garden (as will be explained). As a result the day 14 round up shows meagre progress. I awoke, post party, feeling distinctlyContinue reading “Fourteen tasks ignorèd”
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”
The milk maids are getting truculent
Another day of dismal weather and no prospect of getting out has left me grouchy. I suspect my normal, less Grinch-like, demeanour is at least 50 per cent down to getting a good distance from my nearest and dearest but with the rain set to permanent we are all lurking in the house at muchContinue reading “The milk maids are getting truculent”
On track at last
The weather having brought to us by Darragh (or more likely Noah) it was an indoors sort of a day. So in honour of this brief moment of getting back on track – here are the day 7 Swans a Swimming. Keith’s football match was cancelled and so he is inching home on a reluctantContinue reading “On track at last”
The calling birds are on hold
Four days in…. So what on earth did we do?? Well we went to mum’s new house in Coldstream and spent at least an hour measuring walls and doors and planning their relocation. We then spent a happy hour in the gallery wondering if mum had enough pictures. I was all set to make cakesContinue reading “The calling birds are on hold”
On the first day of Christmas……
The festive season approaches and it is time for the traditional T-25 Sit Rep by Santa’s increasingly creaky elf. So that’s all excellent. What could possibly go wrong? I have resolved (in my own mind) to keep a running update to generate solidarity and fellow feeling amongst all those adopting the same modern and efficientContinue reading “On the first day of Christmas……”
From the home front..
This evening’s despatches come from the Ruthven hospital wing. Mum and Lachlan are exiled to the infectious sofa where they are festering with head colds. They communicate the need for drinks and snacks in strained, nasal tones as though from the distant end of a 1920s speaking tube. Lachlan has only just risen from hisContinue reading “From the home front..”
In and out days
Autumn is working its way up to a full suite of weather. Thus far we have had brilliant sun, torrential rain, fog, gusty winds and a light frost. On fine days Lyra and I have strolled along the river bank admiring the birds (me) and enjoying the occasional paddle (Lyra). Lyra can find the paddlingContinue reading “In and out days”
Back to the Future
Without even the aid of a flying skateboard or souped up DeLorean I shall now transport you back a few weeks to the beginning of July when the future was revealed to Mum and me and our friend Anne in a giant tent. And that future (as revealed by Hampton Court Flower Show) is….. cueContinue reading “Back to the Future”