Category Archives: Realtionships
The recognised link between cake and running
Himeslf is a runner. I am a lolloper. Before I moved to Beachville we talked about – once he was all London marathoned out – getting me to a level where I could attempt a half marathon. Weeellllll…talking and doing … Continue reading
The mystery of the doors
I’ve always been really good at checking things. Some people would call it OCD, but I never leave a door unlocked, a window open, or the car open for anyone to snaffle the rather eclectic 10 or so CDs that … Continue reading
Little Pea and me in Beachville
I had my first visitor to Beachville this weekend – Little Pea came to stay :o) I’ve only had him to stay overnight once before, and this time he stayed for two. I’ve come to the conclusion that there are … 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
Little rambles
One thing I’m really quite good at is rambling. So when my friend went into a hospice I sent her the occasional rambling message to read at those times she might be on her own and need a distraction. They were … Continue reading
Catch up
This last week has been busy. Norman has taken a while to settle in at Mum and Dad’s: But we’re pretty much there now, and with a much bigger space to work in, he can supervise more effectively: He’s still … Continue reading
Fires, fun and a few incidents
This weekend has been one of those of two halves – the grown up normal stuff and the Pog stuff. Friday night, Himself and I went to a pub in the next village along that I’ve been to once in the … Continue reading
Enormousness of the calf variety
My sisters and I all have a bit of a weird affliction. It’s our legs; our calves to be specific. They are big. Really big. Abnormally big. We all do a fair amount of exercise too which moves them from … Continue reading
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