Making new friends

Although I have had mucho encouragement (Thank You!) and the promise of cake if I manage to blog something every day I have decided that I cannot commit to that. I can commit to trying to do that more often though so today’s post is one of my (in)famous ‘Stuff in my home’ ones. Today…

Creature comforts part 3

I don’t usually watch a lot of telly but I can be persuaded to go to the cinema for the odd blockbuster. I adore huge films with massive explosions as well as adorable indie films which few people have heard of, but in recent years the bits they don’t talk about in the blockbusters –…

Creature comforts part 2

Music has always been vitally important to me, but sometime I forget that. Having a brain that works that way may seem like a disadvantage to some people – you forget there is something in the world you really enjoy?! – but I find it strangely delightful. I can be having a down day, a…

Creature comforts

I mentioned previously that although I have not managed much book reading since being furloughed I did reread the first three books in the City Watch series by Terry Pratchett. Those books are not really reading to me, I have read them so often I can quote parts of them now, but they provide huge…

A gauntlet thrown down (gently, in a very blasé manner)

My friends in the kitchen – who, alarmingly, seem to have grown significantly in number – have challenged me to seven posts for seven days. I don’t normally do this sort of thing because I really don’t want writing, or this blog, to become a chore so I am aiming to write seven posts and…

How the mind wanders

Having been inspired by todays post on Virtual Brush Box (here) I decided to spend some of my suddenly free time doing some arty-fart – specifically doodling a postcard to send to someone I would normally have seen at least three or four times in the past two weeks but because of the lockdown I…

Bored? Who’s bored? I’m not bored.

I don’t save toilet roll inners for a weird reason, I save them for a perfectly valid reason. With the ends folded over they become treat holders for an energetic puppy, but as I haven’t seen that gorgeous puppy (or her equally gorgeous owner) for a couple of weeks, they have now become my new…

Today’s bit of ridiculousness

“Damn those human smellologists – they have ruined me for all normal smells” uttered because a flower had the audacity to smell like…a flower (without hints of raspberry or burnt rubber).

Not perfect, but perfect

I mentioned the possibility of fresh bagels in my last post and fresh bagels were forthcoming. Sourdough bagels in fact. Not perfectly formed. Not perfectly browned. NOT perfectly Instagram-worthy. But delicious and perfect.