Tag Archives: Beachbumpkinsville
The F word
Don’t get me wrong; I’m happy here. I love Beachbumpkinsville, I love my house, I love Himself, but there are a couple of really tricky things I discovered when you move away from a place that’s been home for over … Continue reading
a different view
There is much muchness going on and I’m behind with all the blog based thoughts in my head as well as heaps of other things. But this morning before work it was cold, but not torrential rain for a change, … Continue reading
The losing of the plot
I don’t know if it’s too much work, too much running, too much house-wife-ing (because not only am I now cooking proper food that doesn’t include toast, but last week I took the hem up on a pair of curtains. … Continue reading
Maybe I should have stayed on the sofa…
This is what a run looks like when you have got really lost: To be fair, I mostly got lost because two of the roads I needed to go down looked like this: And I tried getting through the brambles … Continue reading
the pog blog 