The Hipster Diaries #7 Purple Patch

I feel rather a fraud now. My various scars are healing nicely (though a touch itchy). I’ve pretty much abandoned the sticks altogether, other than on rough ground, and I am nipping about at home more or less like a normal person*. Since my first proper physio session on Wednesday I’m confident that I canContinue reading “The Hipster Diaries #7 Purple Patch”

Under the November trees

Trees I promised, and trees there shall be. I have been jealously hoarding my miser’s pile of gold and copper all month, waiting for a handy moment. The Christmas cakes are in the oven and the last set of advent calendar gifts are wrapped and numbered therefore all current excuses have expired. I have loadedContinue reading “Under the November trees”

Seeing the wood and the Trees

I have been out of sorts recently. A sinus infection has gripped me by the temples and, yet again, blown my eardrum. Nothing terribly painful, but hard to sleep and low level headaches and a general, weary ‘not rightness’. So in Pollyanna style I shall write not of my angry bear reaction to all domesticContinue reading “Seeing the wood and the Trees”