Tag Archives: Norman
A litter tray shaped oops
On Sunday I leave Pog Towers for good – the house is (finally) nearly sold. Unfortunately, for a number of reasons, I’ve chosen to break the chain, so I wont be moving into my new house just yet. Hopefully that’s only … Continue reading
Packing observations
I started packing properly on Friday. So far I have learned: It doesn’t matter how much you have taken to charity shops or the tip in the last few months, you can still have way more shit than any one … Continue reading
Pop! And other randomness
Today I went the the doctor for my B12 injection. I have a thingy called pernicious anaemia and have to be injected every three months to stay upright /awake/able to breathe properly etc. It’s a bit of a rubbish feeling … Continue reading
Admissions of a (bad) cat lady
Today was weird. For the first time in over six and a half years I was Normanless at Pog Towers. At his last check up the vet had said his teeth were in a bit of a state (‘don’t you … Continue reading
Toad armour
Wowee. That was a long day. If like me, it was your first day back at work after the Christmas break, well done – we made it! I do admit though, it wasn’t quite lunch time before I was ‘just … Continue reading
Pointless conversations
I seem to be collecting pointless conversations at the moment. Here’s a couple, just so you can share in their pointlessness (well, it is the season of sharing): The house selling saga continues (the buying part has taken on a … Continue reading
Guarding raindrops
It’s Friday. It’s the end of the week. It’s raining. But the week is nearly over and the relaxation can almost start. Until you realise that the dripping of that rain on the conservatory isn’t just outside. It’s inside and … Continue reading
A different sort of weekend
This weekend was my annual visit to stay with the Lovely Nut in her lovely house (pictures here if you’d like to take a look). It wasn’t quite as relaxing as it usually is, right from the start. The Lovely … Continue reading
When things don’t go to plan
Yesterday didn’t quite go to plan. The plan was to do a lovely autumn morning run with my group, finishing with everyone in pink running through Bumpkinstown high street for Breast Cancer Care, and in the afternoon to take Litte … Continue reading
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