Yesterday was my brother’s 42nd birthday. As the years go by the fact that he’s not there to celebrate birthdays and the like really doesn’t get any easier. After the first year or so, that old chestnut about time healing is actually a lot of crap. It doesn’t, you just learn to live with it. Anyhow, […]
76/365 a little horse
75/365 Colour me cosy – thermal image pics
74/365 Just because I like it
I bought this bottle of olive oil in Booths – probably my favourite supermarket. I like it so much I’m considering a one-woman campaign to get them to open a shop north of the border. One would do so well in, say, Renfrewshire. Anyhow, Booths (the one in Penrith, near where mum is) had beautiful […]
73/365 trained to the whistle
This is the most likely view of at least two thirds of the fruit of my loins at any given moment. Goodness knows what they’re listening to… or perhaps they have cold ears. Anyhow, it’s a state of affairs that led me to take drastic action. I became increasingly frustrated by the fact that when I […]