It’s such a cliche, isn’t it? Starting a blog post with some sort of self-flagellation about being a second-rate blogger. Ho hum. So I won’t bother with that. Thing is though, I had no idea so much time had slithered away. Sure, I knew it had been a week or so, but not a month. […]
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 […]
In which I forgot to go to yoga
On Thursday night I forgot to go to yoga. It had been on my mind all day. Or at least all day, right up until about ten minutes before I had to put on the comfy stuff and collect my mat. About half an hour later, I was picking up clothes (which I do so […]
A fine fellowship of women
Sometimes, I don’t like people very much. In theory they’re great – the idea of other humans is very warm and fuzzy indeed. I love them between the pages of a book, on telly and even on social media. It’s just in real life they’re sometimes a struggle, with their noise and opinions. I think […]
Is hot yoga something to sweat about?
Try anything except incest and morris dancing. Isn’t that how it goes? It was in this spirit that I was to be found on a Thursday evening dripping in sweat in a room overcrowded by underdressed and bendy people. Yes. Trying hard to avoid looking up the leg of the shorts of the chap in […]