The overflowing gutter of gratitude still pours over my life, with so much to be thankful for that it’s hard to know where to start this week. I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers… Books. Books are a great thing to be grateful for. My audiobook of the moment is […]
I’m grateful there was a mouse in my house
It was early and I was making coffee and thinking about gratitude. A bit like any other day, but with the gratitude. That’s a new thing to replace the usual round of improbable targets followed by self-criticism. I’m grateful there’s milk left I’m grateful there’s coffee left I’m grateful there’s food for lunch (and I […]
The Boxing Day words
It’s the limbo of it. Christmas Day was full of traditions and purpose. Even the anarchy of consumption and indulgence is ambitious: A systematic approach to emptying fridge and filling belly. Boxing Day, though. That’s a different story. The plan never rolls this far. Shiftless drifting from chocolate box to small screen, pottering, with a […]
The Christmas post
Here we are in the quiet between the unwrapping and the overeating. And as the rest of the world seems to feel compelled to write a festive message, usually, because I’m contrary, I don’t bother. Instead, I’ll tell you a story. Once upon a time ((the day before) yesterday), a dashing prince (the Panther) and […]
A pain in the bum – quite literally
At first, it was a toss-up between a ditty about the joys of guinea pigs and the books I’ve listened to recently. Content, but all a bit so-so. If this blogging exercise is about anything it’s about speaking my truth. Not to say that my thoughts on cavy poo are a fabrication, but, well… Therefore, […]