In a bun dance

If I'm going to get something, I usually get it in spades - luck (both kinds), children, clutter, dirty laundry, bright ideas, daft ideas...

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275/365 A rainbow on my plate

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I love colours – the brighter the better. I have long since stopped waiting to grow out of wanting the brightest, loudest thing in the shop. It’s fair to say I’m never going to have a beige moment or be happy in dun, sludge, mouse or mole – they even sounds bland and boring. So when […]

274/365 Traffic light

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First thing in the morning the view from the A737 towards the sun coming up over Paisley is lovely. It’s almost worth there being a traffic jam on the St James Interchange. Almost.Today the jam was before the bit where you get a good view, so you’ve only got willow herb tufts and a lamp […]

273/365 Happy Birthday Boy One

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This time 14 years ago I was in a hospital in Las Palmas de Gran Canaria and a very small Boy One was in a cot next to me. I was a bit dazed, my beautifully structured birth plan and seemingly unshakable faith in my body’s ability to do the right thing had vanished. But […]

272/365 Heading south for winter…

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It was another beautiful day in the ‘Shire and I was lucky enough to have the chance of a stroll in good company. And even better, when Deb and I got back from our walk with a fine appetite, the Panther had made us a very excellent breakfast. On our way, as well as being filled with […]