Category Archives: Bumpkinsville
Braving Beachville yoga
I’m not very good at meeting new people. I’d rather Norman gouged my eyes out than have to walk into a room of people that I don’t know on my own. If I don’t stutter when I try talking, I say … Continue reading
Goodbye, Bumpkinsville.
Today is final packing day. Tomorrow morning I leave the Bumpkinsville area for the next volume in my life (‘chapter’ didn’t seem long enough. I’m hoping for more than just one chapter). I’m going to miss quite a bit. Obviously … Continue reading
The chaos of me
I’m a creature of habit. I don’t like change one little bit. I don’t even like it when my yoga teacher suggests trying out a new place for my mat in our class. I do fit ball on a Monday, … Continue reading
Pssst!
I could be wrong, and I don’t want to start an inaccurate rumour, but I have my suspicions that Kylie Minogue may be living under cover in Bumpkinsville. I mean, look: I’m just putting it out there as a possibility … Continue reading
Unexpected running smiles
Sometimes when I run, it’s just about distance and time and getting back to work or to get stuff done. Sometimes it turns into lots of smiles though. Like knowing I’ve rescued another local worm, or replanting a bulb that … Continue reading
People watching
I do like a spot of people watching. I like imagining the connections between groups or couples and thinking up their back stories. Last weekend I went to the local shop and had two coffees so I could spend more … Continue reading
My weekend: show and tell
This weekend I: learned that there might be a morning and evening tea towel, but the morning tea towel should actually be used until 6.30pm, at which point swapping to the evening tea towel is essential. There is an element … Continue reading
Four days, three beds, one birthday
Last week was a roller coaster week…..again. But it ended on a high :o) Thursday was my birthday and I was whisked away by Himself for cocktails: Birthday cake (I’d specifically requested a Marks and Spencer trifle and that was … Continue reading
Meals on wheels….almost
I know I often bimble on about Bumpkinsville countryside and wildlife, but Mum and Dad’s Bumpkinsville is a whole different level to what I have been used to. The other morning two deer ran out infront of my car , … Continue reading
Really real running
A while back I was told I was a real runner as I’d managed to acquire my first blister. I was then called something else entirely when I put a plaster on the blister, ran again and got a blister … Continue reading
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