I think Dante was about right; the path to paradise really does begin in hell, or at least the path to achieving a fully aligned, in date order photo book definitely starts in purgatory. Now I’m not entirely sure what’s wrong with me when it comes to these, somewhat testing, books. I like to think … More Ergo this book shall be!
This weekend we hit the road and headed off to a 50th birthday party. Yes, you read it correctly. 50th birthday party. Hmmm, how on earth did I get to the stage whereby I’m now celebrating half centuries of folks wot I know? I’m going to be quick to point out here that the 50 … More Crocodiles and chorizo
My home is akin to a war zone. It is completely and utterly covered, from top to bottom, in debris from whatever nuclear fallout exploded above us. Everywhere I look is covered with mayhem, the fragments of a former life peeking through patiently, waiting to be rediscovered and restored to former glory. Well that ain’t … More Zero Dark Thirty-Something
Said Samwise Gamgee (minus the DIY bit, that’s mine!). And wise was he! Which is why we’re almost there! Because we did it! Hurrah for us! However, note the “almost”. Yes, almost I say, not quite. Rather like those pesky rail engineering works; we’re going to overrun. There was talk about working through the night … More “It’s the job that’s never started as takes longest to finish” (DIY part 2)
Well it’s the bank holiday! Hurrah! Three whole days of family time, sunshine and, for us, a stripper… Oh yes! We’re doing what any self-respecting bank holiday Brit does on these long weekends and, yes, you guessed it, decorating. That’s what they’re officially for right? I’m not entirely sure whose idea it was. I’m not … More “There are some things that time cannot mend” (DIY part 1)
A good friend recently shared with me that, after parting ways, her ex had signed up to a series of webinars entitled “White Tantra: The science of Kundalini”. Wow, I thought, this sounds right up my street, pray tell me, what is this show about white tarantulas and the Kundalini moonstone? It sounds epic, perhaps … More Bringing that sexy malarkey back…
Knock knock! Who’s there? Oh hello terrible twos, what’s that? You’ve officially entered my house? Well, I’d like you to go please. No, it’s definitely not rude if you leave early, it would honestly be very welcome indeed and no need to call back. That’s it, just shut the door behind you on the way … More Note to self: Carry a cow
