Scoffing another fishfinger even though I’m stuffed. Seven and a half minutes and it’ll be The Archers and, before long it’s bed time. Yawn. Evening after evening. Nothing gets accomplished except bickering, cajoling and over eating. It’s not as if I don’t have high hopes. I dash home – usually extracting Boy Three from whichever […]
Five ways blogging is better than sex…
What has the solitary and sanitary act of blogging got to do with the intimate, messy business of sex? One you do by yourself in front of a computer and the other is an online diary. *Groan* Heavy-handed metaphor by banoootah_qtr via Flickr But actually the similarity exists and it’s to do with the affect […]
Blog Tour – Travelling Without Leaving Your Desk.
Has anybody seen my monkey?
You know. The one that always shoves ideas for things that must be blogged about into my head. The monkey with pretentious to be a muse. Or at least that’s what it claims as it rams another pointless, but hysterically funny, observation into my mind. Actually muse is quite a grand word for it. Imagine a […]
312/365 Day 9 and we need a collective noun for bloggers
It’s Blogfest day and I’m in London after a cosy night on the sleeper. I’m excited about the day ahead – hearing inspiring speakers, meeting old chums and refueling my passion for blogging. Not, of course, that my blogging fire is dwindling in any way. But I’ve learned that the energy generated by a […]