1855/19th August 2023 Cleaning days like yesterday are disruptive. In future, I think I must declare a day off from blogging at such times. On any normal day my mind is apt to wander off at tangents. Add the various cleaning noises and cat protests... . Usually, I can cope well enough but lately I've … Continue reading Feelings
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Little drinkers
A crack of dawn appointment this morning rather disrupted things. We got home in time to feed the crowd, then we grabbed our own lunches and left the kitchen "for later". Quite a bit later, I finally went to have a look at what seemed a bit of a disaster area and I saw poor … Continue reading Little drinkers
Blowing my cork
"Yoiks", as someone I once knew used to say. It's a term used to describe a somewhat amazing or alarming situation. That covers what's going on out there lately in these United States. How is one supposed to concentrate on anything? None of what is happening has actually affected me at all, in fact, except … Continue reading Blowing my cork
Don’t be old in the USA
It is said that you get what you wish for. Personally, I have my doubts about that and although I did say, yesterday, that I like thunderstorms, I didn't actually ask for one to arrive. ................. I feel I ought not to be writing about frivolous things, when the country is going up in smoke. … Continue reading Don’t be old in the USA
When will we see you again…
Grant told me this morning I should take the afternoon off. To lie on the sofa by the fire with my book. To cuddle cats and cool my nerves. Some days it feels as if everyone gets out of bed that day with the sole purpose of annoying you. And this would be one of … Continue reading When will we see you again…