The Hipster Journals (1)

Those following my wittering will have noted that I was in hospital on Wednesday having a dodgy hip replaced. The process has put a bit of a crimp on my usual activities but, after a rather aimless first couple of days back home, I’m now trying to get back to gainful deployment and thought thatContinue reading “The Hipster Journals (1)”

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”

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”