It’s the 11th of December as I write this, and I haven’t listened to Bach’s Christmas Music yet. For the first time in perhaps all of my 32 years, I’ve not heard the rich timpani of ‘Tonet ihr pauken‘ and lost myself in the genius of the most perfect Christmas music of all time, as…
It was a ‘whodunnit’ of Hercule-Poirot-ean proportions, but viler and more violent than Ms Christie tended to write. As a rapid response paramedic, Tom was used to seeing the gore and guts of a situation gone badly awry, and was even used to milling around with the ‘boys in blue’ (black, these days, with luminous…
I was hugely challenged this week, by a status update on Facebook by Galit Breen, who offered the opportunity to participate in a giveaway in exchange for people sharing the last time they did something kind. To my chagrin I couldn’t think of anything I’d done which was worthy of having a place in her…
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn Except you’re not, cos you’re here with me in the smoky dark, At this uncharted turn, and what comes next, we can never know All of the things I thought I knew, were never so Very complicated as this, which maybe goes to show This fiery life…
Last time I wrote, I told you I was on the move, and so I am. Things are changing around here, and whilst I’m astonished at the propensity of ‘achievement’ to look like ‘mess’, I am very pleased that there *is* movement, and things are getting done. Because often, lately, it’s felt like I’ve made…
The other night I got glared at and kicked right in the needy. It was all metaphorical, though the love with which the kick was aimed, was very real. And sometimes I need that kind of rough-and-ready reality check, particularly at the moment.
I’m not sure how many days or weeks ago it was, but my dear Sparkly One, Ra, wrote about how she likes to get everyone celebrating international label day on the 21st of November. I thought I’d join in, and sent her a pic of me being silly, with a flower in my hair, lots…
I feel ridiculous even suggesting it, but we, The Village, *really* need to keep the peace right now, because the fighting has already begun. But let me be specific. I’m not for one second suggesting that we don’t stand up against injustice, unfairness, prejudice, bullying or actions intended to harm others, but let’s acknowledge a…
You know that old story about how you wait ages for a bus and then two come at once? Sometimes birthdays are a bit like that – there’s a long, dry spell with no parties, no cake, no presents – and then BAM! there’s a whole BUNCH of them all at once! Today I’m VERY…
My lovelies, *this* week I’m excited, because I have here a FRIST of epic proportions. Whenever I mention her name in the Blogosphere, the person to whom I’m speaking tends to get a bit frenzied and start using exclamations like “I LOVE her!” and “she’s the REAL DEAL” and “OMG!” And yaknow what? They should…
Cheating. Conjures up a particular image in the mind of a certain sort of person, doesn’t it? Someone a bit despicable; a sore loser; someone so horribly entitled they can’t bear to play by the rules (of whatever social convention) in order to achieve the Thing that others gain/obtain/achieve by following the proper channels.
The biggest influence in my life right now is…opposition. So many thoughts whirl around my brain, circling arguments, possibilities, current situations and future possibilities. I’m caught between ‘on one hand’, with the other hand grasping tight to the rock which borders the hard place adjacent to it. I’ve got cards close to my chest, tricks…
Mes amies, let me whisk you away to a land where wine flows in gorgeous rivers from the sun-soaked hills; where la pont Japonais spans a languid, flower-dappled pool; where the architecture will take your breath away, and if la cuisine doesn’t kill you from wonder and richness, the maniac driving will finish you off…we’re…
I lit candles in my fireplace today, in coloured-glass-filled lanterns, which cast bright shadows on the walls in crystal hues. I lit candles in lanterns with filigree metalwork, so that patterns danced and swayed with the flames, and the shadows were cast out (except where they were beautiful). I lit candles that were plain, in…
So, my lovelies. Tonight is a night of NOT so much the night, and of very much whine, and also very much WINE, which means that this may not be as coherent a post as you’ve come to expect, although I suspect it will be delightfully rambly and have a whole HEAP of those glorious…
