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Resolutions and Revolutions
Oh Lordy, how did we get to the end of 2010 so fast? Eyes down and focus Pog, this calls for resolutions. Only I thought about it last night as I was waiting for Charlie to stop trying to kill … Continue reading
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Tagged jam making, resolution, smile, Sweet Justice Revolution, swimming, The Cookie Fairy, un-fatness plan
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Panic, Preparation and a lovely Present
Well, after the Christmas party finishing with a white van and a French bull dog and the resulting horizontal day (hangover – nothing more exciting), I had one more day off and managed long weekend of Christmas panic. For some reason … Continue reading
Attempting Domestic Pogess Status
I am a Pog of my word, and as such I have spent the last four hours making a mess that the kids I looked after on Friday night would be impressed with. However, I am now the proud owner … Continue reading
What goes around comes around – in happy parcels
It’s not often that the postman brings me niceness and because I’m probably not alone in that I like sending other people happy parcels via snail mail. Today though, the tables were turned and I have had a very smiley … Continue reading
A surprising 5 stars for Boots!
Five stars to Boots for indulging a nut (me) and writing back (in less than 48 hours too!) Bless the poor person who had to come up with the below… (For the history of the Boots / jam making quest, … Continue reading
A mail to Boots (too much time on my hands?)
Quite a few of you have mentioned via mail, face book and here that actually the jam making course (as mentioned in yesterdays blog entry relating to the Boots advert) sounds quite good. Either being ill has made me a little … 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