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Little Wisp and Auntie Pog day
Saturday was so exciting I practically went pop. Because, do you remember, almost a year ago, my gorgeous niece was born? And do you recall she was teeny tiny (I realise that is a slightly stupid thing to say as … 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
Random bits…
…because this week is turning out to be a bit random in many ways. But there are smiles: My sisters are in competition over who can make my postman laugh the most: And: Inside the latter I got a lovely … Continue reading
The excitement of neighbours
Our Towers has been our home for almost a week. We’re strangely settled (even if it does feel like we are staying in an Air BnB that we’ll have to leave soon). We’re mostly unpacked (other than the rather large … Continue reading
Idyllic Ibiza. Mostly without, you know: people.
A quiet holiday with no Pog moments is what I desperately wanted this year after the mishaps of the last few. Especially as I quite liked the idea of Himself thinking I am a grown up, just occasionally, and this … Continue reading
Blue skies and smiles
When you have spent half of every weekend for the last five weeks sorting out all the crap in your house and driving huge quantities to the tip in preparation for moving on an unknown date, there’s not much better … 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
Just when you thought….
….the 40th celebrations were all over, it turns out you can be instructed to appear at your parents house, having made ‘a bit of an effort’, be met on the main road by a shepherd/ Jesus / who knows (Dad … Continue reading
A disturbing thought and a thank you
For the last few days I’ve been languishing on my sickbed (lying on the sofa) as my cats have lovingly sat and purred at my feet (alternately sat on my head and brought in wet leaves that they have ‘killed’ … Continue reading
How to have happy feet
A word of advice ladies: even if the shoes are reeeeaally nice, if it feels like you are walking on stilts on your tip toes, it’s probably best not to try to wear them for a whole day. And if … Continue reading
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