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”
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Three French Hems
Day 3 – the Great Leap Forward remains elusive. I awoke feeling the after effects of yesterdays pilates. Nonetheless, after only two warm up coffees I did at least 80 per cent. of my physio exercises (no headless gift rodents today – perhaps they are contingent on completing the pelvic floor routine) and donned myContinue reading “Three French Hems”
No turtle doves are available at this time
As day 2 of Advent draws to a close I can report negligible festive progress. The way I look at it, I have now cleared the way for enhanced productivity levels tomorrow and the best thing to do tonight is to preserve my energies. Lyra is fully on board with this approach Advent quiz questionContinue reading “No turtle doves are available at this time”
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..”
Limbo
June passed in a frenetic blur of activity. Somehow we hit peak gardening, peak attic emptying and peak builder organising all at the same time. Something had to give and it proved to be the keyboard…. Our open garden day at the end of June was swiftly followed with a rather frenetic trip to LondonContinue reading “Limbo”
To the Wall…
I squished so many garden photos in my last post there was no room for anything else so this is a little catcher upper for the last few weeks. When I left off I think we had made it through Keith’s big party and were awaiting the advent of the rugby crowd for further celebrations.Continue reading “To the Wall…”
Someone left the cake out in the rain
The drear mirk continues, with intermittent flashes of sun. This, combined with a rather crippling and persistent bout of insomnia, has me distinctly frayed at the edges. Life rolls on much as ever, the vicissitudes and irritations are neither better nor worse than usual, but the energy to shrug things off and scope to deflectContinue reading “Someone left the cake out in the rain”
Mad March
I’ve been tied up with all manner of “stuff” of late and somehow March has slipped through my fingers. A catch up is well overdue and a combination of truly miserable weather and the blissful peace of an empty house (I have been largely deserted for various holidays, meetings, lectures and what have you) meansContinue reading “Mad March”
Softly Softly
To my drilled nose (healing nicely thank you – really not that bad at all, just a lingering sore throat and strange “dangly” sensation like a tonsil trying to escape) we must add Keith’s extracted tooth. It is now incumbent on Mum to bite her tongue whilst Lachlan pokes a finger in his eye for theContinue reading “Softly Softly”