Isn’t she a beaut? I have to admit to being a bit of a closet diary fanatic. In fact the only thing that makes the cold dark days of January marginally bearable is the excited anticipation of getting my hands on a scrummy new book, all leather bound and full of crispy white pages with…
Author: aferguson
Eyes on the horizon
I was contemplating one of those ‘Oh my god, we’ve just had Christmas, where has the year gone’ type of posts, which would then result in the inevitable ‘It has been an ice age since I have written anything on here’…but somehow that doesn’t quite feel right. Much in life is about looking back at…
Simple joys
I have a car. Not a very big car but I love it for the simple fact that it means I can go anywhere I want, whenever I want, and I miss it dearly when it occasionally its checked in at the car doctors. Unfortunately this has been a little bit too frequent of late…
Moving on and getting inspired
I get the greatest kick out of feeling like I’m making progress, and it sometimes doesn’t even matter what with. Even having got through my massive pile of ironing this evening has left me feeling a bit clever, and deriving such a sense of achievement out of this means I will ultimately be beside myself…
And so it begins…
Amy: Neil, I’m just about to start ironing, do you mind watering the lawn? Neil: Umm……. Amy: I think that is a fair division of labour Neil: Hmm…..yeah ok then… Amy: Ummm…Neil? Neil: What? And so it begins.
Mrs.
Well, we did it! **** It still intrigues me as to the number of ways in which Neil and I differ from each other and yet still manage to coexist in abundant happiness. I for example and as (in Neil’s humble opinion) display reckless abandonment of crockery in the dishwasher and have no concept of…
This is (almost) it!
This is (almost) it! In less than 3 weeks I shall be married. In less than 3 weeks I shall be wearing a shiny ring, will have probably drank far too much champagne, will have danced my first dance with my betrothed, will have executed on several occasions my ‘wedding smile’ which I have almost…
Words, when you don’t know what to say…
Months have passed since anything appeared in this much neglected space. I’m not even sure whether anyone still reads ALBD to be honest, which in some sense renders this post completely useless. At the same time I don’t really care. It’s just quite a nice feeling being able to send random thoughts out into the…
Monster March
March has been a monster month, yet I have little recollection of what went on other that the odd curry, a lot of gardening and a very exciting evening at the Operetta ‘La Belle Helene,’ where I caught sight of an old Maths teacher almost making public his square root whilst wearing a toga. In…
I’m working on it
I have never been here before. Since the age of 5 I have always been working towards achieving something, be it my next swimming badge, finding the courage to dance with Scott Thomas during a ‘slow song’ at the school disco, passing my GCSEs, A-Levels, Degree, learning to drive and beavering away at my CV to get ‘the…