Happy

Hi folks, I’m sat here nursing a very large mug of tea, wondering how I should start this post off. Silly really. I’ve been here a few minutes, mulling over how to get going, when really, it’s probably just best to get stuck in. Stream of consciousness, seat of the pants, hang the editor, etc (Ed: Oi!) Today, was one of those proverbial rays of sunshine when everything just seemed to click into place and all is good with the world. I had the good fortune to have the morning off and lunch with the Ever Lovely Mrs Jones, as we had an appointment in town with the bank. Nothing serious, just checking on the family piggy bank and the […]

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Six to eight weeks

Hi, All is quiet in the Jones Towers…. Little Miss has gone to spend the evening at Granny’s, the Ever Lovely Mrs Jones is playing a treasure game on her laptop and – oh, there goes the peace – Wee Man is playing some type of Zombie apocalypse team shooter. 🙂 Me? Oh, I’ve sneaked upstairs to (p)rattle off another weekly post. Some of you may have read about or maybe tagged in the No Make-Up Selfie meme that’s going around Facebook. It’s all in a good cause – well, two in my mind. Helping to raise much needed funds to fight cancer and, also, showing people what others look like sans make-up. There have been a few discontents muttering, […]

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Quiche From Mars

Hi, This week’s Blogger Challenge is to talk about food. Where to start with this one? 🙂 People’s relationship with food seems, to me at least, as varied as there are people. It’s – not to be Master of the Obvious – something we cannot go without. Okay, if you’re a sparkly faced sun dodger, maybe you drink, you fictional pedant, but it’s still food, even if it’s not eating 🙂 I’ve been fat, I’ve been too thin and now, I’m probably on the heavy side for my height. The thing is, I love the varieties and wonderful combinations of flavours, scents and textures that there are in the culinary world. I’m not a portion size queen: I’d rather have […]

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Nails

Hi, Tiredness: which is not what I’d planned to write about today, but it seems a strange, sometimes sneaky, beast. It’s the end of the week and, as I’ve said before, I find there’s a certain level of magic about the weekend. Perhaps it’s the idea of promise; that you’ve a whole three nights and two days to do what you want. Anything from reading, lying about, to walking, going swimming, baking, cooking, visiting friends & family, to the more everyday necessities of grocery shopping. Yet tonight, I nodded off on the sofa. I was comfortable and I felt my eyes start to grow heavy. Now, there are a few things in life I can resist and a few that […]

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