Undeniably, inexorably Christmas is coming. I can almost smell the turkey and mince pies. Jingle jingle. This year I have decided I’m going to be jolly from the outset. I’ll be so flipping festive you’ll couldn’t pick me out of a lineup of Santa’s elves. But first I’ve got to get one or two tiny, […]
An open letter to new bloggers…
Medium-sized missive from the palace of Bundance
The sideboard is still littered with bilious orange sweeties left over from Halloween yet Christmas has started to loom. This year, the first hearing of “it’s Christmaaaaaaas” in a retail environment was recorded the Friday before last. However, it hasn’t triggered it’s usual fit of fury and resistance. I’m calm and, whisper it, even looking […]
Facebook folly: I like them on my chest and lump-free
I wrote this 5 years ago, but as I’ve just had my first routine mammogram it seems like an appropriate day to resurface this. It’s come round again. That time of year when women post silly suggestive things as their Facebook status apparently to bewilder poor men and raise awareness of breast cancer. I did […]
I love my sense of smell
Really. I am guilty of taking my olfaction for granted. Of not paying any attention to the molecular miracle that happens with each inhalation. Of looking down my nose at the importance of matters retronasal. Until lately, that is. For the past few weeks, I have succumbed to the lurgy and been more clogged up […]