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Stuck in No Man’s Land
I mentioned the slight Pog shaped incident on the very last leg of an amazing honeymoon in a previous post, but forgot to add the story here. My passport is seven years old and I do look quite different in … Continue reading
Speech-ing
I did a speech at my wedding. Of course I did :o) I thought it would be easy as it was a relatively small group of very lovely friends, but I was still very shaky and nervous, although I did … Continue reading
Best. Day. Ever.
It’s been a while. Three months exactly, apparently! And now I’m writing this as a married lady – in theory that Bridget Jones persona became a thing of the past almost three weeks ago. On the 24th June I married … Continue reading
Posted in crochet, Pog Life, Realtionships, wedding
Tagged best day ever, crochet, Himself, makingness, Mr R, Mrs R, wedding
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Speeches and chocolate mice
I’ve been writing my wedding speech. I’m in total panic as I realised this weekend that it’s ten weeks on Friday that we’ll do the marrying thing. (I know it’s not normal for the bride to do a speech, and … Continue reading
Dog poo gate
Do you ever have those moments when you get so grumpy you almost step outside yourself and become someone else? Last week I was walking Percy and noticed seven, yes SEVEN bags of dog poo in a pile at the … Continue reading
Posted in animals, Beachbumpkinsville, dogs, Pog Life
Tagged dog poo, facebook post, keyboard warrior
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That flowery time of year
When I was born, Mum and Dad bought a pink rhododendron. It’s moved house a few times with them and I think it was only when Mum and Dad moved to where they are now that it made it out … Continue reading
The pheasant story
On Wednesdays I do a writing course / session / something (I get up and write with a group of other people who also get up and write so we are all held accountable) from 6-8am. Percy usually gets up, … Continue reading
The spots didn’t change after all…
Himself has gone on holiday. I lived on my own for years and I was going to say ‘without incident’ but as I walked Percy just now, I realised that The Pog Blog came about due to the sheer number … Continue reading
Tangle-y words
For a hypnotherapist I’m scarily good at getting my words in a tangle. The good news is that ‘confusional hypnosis’ is a thing so when my words come out wrong I can confidently convince myself that it was what I’d … Continue reading
Posted in Beachbumpkinsville, hypnotherapy, Pog Life
Tagged conservation, idiot, sheep, words
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Oh arse. Sheep arse.
I have sat here all day, running client Zooms sessions. It wasn’t until the fifth session, as I waited for my client to log on that I looked at the view behind me. And realised that the toy sheep on … Continue reading
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