There is very little point in denying that my vision of heaven is one of twee – cream teas on the lawn, bunting billowing in amongst some apple trees, (ideally mute) children fishing for minnows in the stream, and cow parsley growing in between the mechanics of an artistically placed item of agricultural equipment. Unfortunately…
Category: Musings
Moving on…
That be it then – ‘The Palace’ (as featured) has been sold. Twice in fact, although we are very happy that it has gone to the lovely young couple (both work for the NHS, he – VERY shiny shoes, she – mixes high street with vintage very well) rather than the grouchy lady who’s brother-in-law…
Sunny Side Up
Tonight we cooked what OFT (Old Father Turner) refers to as a ‘Cowboy’s breakfast’. Not normally being people that fry, achieving anything sunny side proved a quandary until a griddle turned up at the back of a cupboard. If I had asked a graphic designer to cook a couple of eggs, this is what I would’ve expected…
Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday to my Husband. That’s two of us now a year away from the big ‘3’ ‘0’. Depressingly it will always be me that reaches these milestones first and the toy boy won’t let me forget it. I am finding that this age offers interesting juxtapositions. A happy afternoon was spent recently hiding from…
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…
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…
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…