Writing to me, is simply thinking through your fingers ~ Isaac Isamov
I have been writing a blog for almost 20 years (albeit rather infrequently), that’s a very long time! Last year was the first year, however, that I didn’t manage to record anything in writing. Unintentionally. But then again, 2020 was a period in history I don’t think anyone will ever forget, and documentation of its…
I’m sure I must have written about this field before. This is “my” field (if only), a five minute walk from my house, my head space, exam revision destination, where I come when I want to scream into a pillow, a brilliant place for sledging, dog walking, skipping, rolling down hills, and as is often…
You know when everything gets a bit crazy, and for 5 minutes you just need to seek sanctuary in something completely mindless and mentally re-group? Yeah, so, as much as I hate mobile phones, and how relentlessly humans are bound to these anti-social black rectangles; I am also fickle and weak, and my new favourite…
The Small One sat down one day and drew lots of boxes on a piece of paper: Me:”What’s that darling?” TSO: “a Good Day Chart Mummy” Me: “So how does that work then?” TSO: “At the end of the day you put a tick in the box if it’s been a good day, and a…
In 2004 I ordered a CD from Amazon, and was sent the wrong one, but as it’s music (AND free), there clearly would have been something wrong with me had I not listened to it. Love it. ‘The way we are’ is the album, by a sort of grungey/alt rock duo called ‘Fleming and John’,…
Love really is responsible for some pretty cool things. Pictured is Wilder’s Folly, or ‘Pigeon Tower’ as it’s also known locally (which is far too utilitarian a name in my view, given its romantic intentions), and was built by Rev Henry Wilder when he fell in love with Joan Thoyts, a local girl from Sulhamstead….
Except the watershed for my ‘reveal all’ seems to happen at roughly 11pm. For some reason, this is when my brain ponders the wonders of the universe, and I end up having my most deep and meaningful conversations. It’s something to do with night and the dark, which I think almost gives you the cover…
Annoyingly, I have always been allergic to whichever metal it is they use to make the backs of watches. My skin swells up in red, nobbly, itchy, bumps which are very unpleasant, as am I (I imagine), until the irritation passes. So I largely gave up on the exercise of wearing a timepiece, which again,…
Behind with so much already this week, but this was/is my nod to ‘Earth Day’. Which was in fact yesterday. I’ve been getting quite irritated with plastic more recently, and properly wince every time I have to throw some away. Horrible. So one thing that has changed are sandwiches in brown paper bags, not the…