72% of the UK have had their say. Card in hand, they flocked to polling stations in unprecedented numbers, to exercise their right (and responsibility) to vote. They battled (some of them) through thunderous, flooding, torrents in order to make their opinion known, and speculation was rife as to which side would win.
Here I am. Now. RightNow, listening to the irritation of a man trying to fix his dishwasher, humming in between yelling at his camera as he tries to isolate the problem (to tell the people who are paid to do the fixing, so they might be able to offer a quick-and-less-expensive fix); to the small…
Wouldn’t it be delightful to be on the beach right now? Not just any beach, either – a hot, sandy, golden beach, with sparkling waves dancing their gentle thump and hiss on the shore. A beach where a bunch of picnic blankets are strewn around ready for feasting and sunbathing and sharing a meal, and…
It hasn’t been a cheerful week I haven’t been cheerful this week. In spite of many and varied efforts by a number of wonderful people, my low mood (explainable, understandable, still unmanageable) has persisted and I have lacked even the energy to call it an ‘ordeal’* and take notes, thereby redeeming it a little. So…
I have a friend who always tells me “Expect the unexpected!”, yet somehow I never do. I’m not prepared for things to shift under my feet like sliding sands, landing me on my ass in the middle of a mess. Expect the unexpected. Wise words for life, because life is in constant flux and though…
“I don’t understand how I was so stupid, how I didn’t see or understand what was going on, even though I was right in the middle of it,” I said, moodily stabbing my fork into my salad. “Well, to be fair, I had more friends, so I was OUT of it more – more connected…
The challenges to my self-opinion have come thick and fast, recently. Maybe it’s just the right time, or maybe it’s the universe kicking my ass into gear. Whichever it is, I’m glad of it. I used to think I was good at self-analysis, and yet somehow have constantly been baffled when others’ opinions of me…
I’m at the table in the breakfast room, freshly washed and pyjama-d. It’s Thursday evening as I write this, and I’m calm, which is truly delightful. This time last trip, I was stuck, panicking, blowing grape-flavored* Hubba-Bubba-Tantrum-Bubbles, wrapped in my kaftan, being talked through the process by my wonderful amazing BlogWife, Beth. “Just do the…
For no other reason than I seem to have had a plethora of them this week, I’m going to offer up small moments of great beauty or poignancy, which I took time to appreciate this week. I think in the grander scheme of things, we’re all so busy rushing around trying to get everything done (I…
Prompted by a consider-inducing post about vision boards, I thought for about 13 seconds about what my board would have on it, should I choose to create one. Initially I thought about putting a map of America on it, but that’s too blunt; too black-and-white, and as you well know, I tend to be far…
