Well, we’re in. And I love it. The way the fire reflects in the floor… The view over the field… (ignoring the builders’ portaloo) The warmth… The feeling of landing…. Of course, there are boxes everywhere. And stuff inexplicable things that I can’t get rid of. But it’s home.
Did I mention that I was moving in? … Tomorrow. Actually tomorrow. Until then, I need to wait. And while I wait I’ve been reading Caitlin Moran’s More Than A Woman. There were moments it felt like she was talking just to me, but then that’s her magic. Specifically on the glory of the hag […]
In this year of strange, one of the most strange things has been the lack of ceremony. Normally we’re cartwheeled from New Year to Christmas via back to schools, end of terms, birthdays, annual thises and celebratory thats plus a host of other unavoidable calendar signposts. Without proper Halloween or the planning, packing, sunburn peeling […]
Oddly, when I don’t blog about things, it’s as if they didn’t really happen. It’s the old tree falling in the forest thing. If there’s no one to listen, what’s the point? Boy Three and I are stuck at home. He’s isolating because a classroom assistant has tested positive. (Won’t it be marvelous one day […]
There’s a sort of ‘finding’ feeling at the moment. Finding my way home, finding my way around, and finding myself again. All of which sounds a bit navel gazey, but suggests there might be a little more time in my life for gazing in general. Which is a good thing. Meanwhile… What’s that? Oh yes, […]