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A Quite Lovely Tuesday
This Tuesday included 30mph on the M23, Tesco, prescriptions, road closures, spaghetti bolognese cooking, and steam cleaning of floors. (It also contained a bit of sulking, shouting and crying and – possibly surprisingly – I wasn’t responsible for any of … Continue reading
I waved at the window man!
I was running with Percy on the bridge over the A27 and the window man drove past in the opposite direction. I waved at him and he waved back. And it was AMAZING! Ok, that might be a slight exaggeration, … Continue reading
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
Trying REALLY hard to relax. And failing.
Before I moved to Beachville I’d been yoga-ing every week for a good few years. I’m not sure if it was the actual yoga, my ridiculously patient teacher or some of the people in the class who became really good … Continue reading
Little Wisp smiles
I’m one of those people who isn’t good with change. So moving to Beachville was a big thing for me. Don’t get me wrong. I love the place, the fact that you don’t have to look too hard for something … Continue reading
Exercise-ness
In Bumpkinsville I had my lovely yoga class, my very happy fitball class, and a fantastic group that I ran with each week. In Beachville, things have been a bit more tricky. I joined a yoga class, but the focus … Continue reading
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
A recipe for a pretty perfect Sunday
Take two friends: One dog: Ignore the weather: And wander for a few hours, appreciating the countryside and chatting like you have never chatted before: Then go to the pub, eat twice as many calories than you have used on … Continue reading
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