The Week That Was (25/10/21)

Boob Update: I’m not sure if it’s just the fact that it’s half term or whether boob season really is coming to a close but sales have dropped off this week. Not ended completely, just slowed enough that I can spend my days doing more than knitting breasts to replenish my stocks…phew. Monday: Had my…

The Week That Was (18/10/21)

In an effort to regain some equilibrium and energy I have started listening to self-help podcasts but, because I am who I am, they are science based self-help rather than woo/New Age ones. The favourite at the moment, because it is short and basically the name says it all, is Just One Thing on the…

The Week The Was (06/09/21)

This week was far more relaxing physically than the week before, but it still flew by pretty quickly which concerns me a little. I’m not very good at sitting still and being Mindful but I do my best to capture as much of that as I can throughout the day, I still may make that…

Pondering a project

This isn’t really a post of any significance, or maybe it will become something of significance later, to me anyway, but….here’s what a bag of 1000 paper cranes looks like: My plan is to send them for recycling all at once, I LOVE the idea of someone working at the recycling centre watching my lovingly…

Not a prediction…

We have been watched a huge number of documentaries recently, which I’m sure will result in some sort of blog post soon enough, but last night’s fare has a connection to something I read this morning. Some background: I no longer read the news on ‘proper’ news sites…it’s too depressing and I VERY soon realised…

Back in the saddle

I was reasonably sure that one day I would be able to read fiction again, even after the pandemic and the end of a 20 year career had sucked all the enjoyment of reading from my brain. I imagined that it would be a little like starting to ride a bike again after a couple…

Merry Whatever

Christmas morning 2020: line delivered by my Partner In Crime upon delving into one of my gifts, a copy of English Pastoral – an inheritance by James Rebanks. “Well. Ok. It just took until the second sentence for the word Shit to appear”. I expect the book to be fantastic, but the quote sums up…

Comfort watching

As these weird months have dragged by and I am still unable to read any fiction (which I have become worryingly blasé about) it has been easier to find distraction and entertainment via TV watching. Normally I avoid watching the telly. I haven’t actually watched any live telly for several years, mostly because I really,…

Pointless machismo, from a woman type person no less.

In an effort to singlehandedly address climate change and to prove, once and for all, that I’m an Uber-Stoic, I had made a vow to myself to not turn the central heating on until at least the end of October. October came and went and we were un-artificially heated. The Plague Blanket was utilised a…