I haven’t warmed up yet. I’m still chilled to the bone from standing around in the freezing cold night with other witnesses, all of us incredulous, shocked, horrified, wondering, hoping…hoping…so very hoping…and because my statement has yet to be taken, my phone has been zipping and binging and driving me mad all evening as I’ve…
I’d kind of like to do this all in an aside; a great big stage whisper into your ear, with the knowledge that I can be overheard and a slight twinkle in my eye that I know it, you know it, and everyone else listening in knows it, but that we all ALSO know that…
My dearly beloved BlogWife calls me a ‘dog person’. Not that I like dogs particularly, but that there are behaviours of mine which put me firmly in the category of ‘more like a dog than a cat’ (which is how she classifies people (sometimes)). I seem to remember discussions on this point involving things like…
Come, lie with me in the garden… As the evening pours a gentle, silken breeze across our skins, and the flowers shine jewel-bright in borders, bees buzz, scent spills, oh, come and breathe it in. Hear the swifts shrieking under arching skies, still further up, the clouds cast shapes and shadows in constant flux –…
As I write, having missed a week (and, whatEVER to that – cos sometimes we need a week), I’m in a magical place of in-betweenness. I’m here at my keyboard, on the sofa, snuggled up in floofy cushions in WonderAunty’s office (with her new amazing standy-to-sitty whizzy desk-topper thing, which lets her move around and…
Encouragement is *such* a powerful thing. It requires connection, demands communication, and deepens the relationship between two beings. It happens in the animal kingdom, but I think it happens far more beautifully between humans, where (possibly) so many more nuances can be appreciated.
I shall never be able to be, even if you wanted me to be (though why you ever would, would be beyond me), accused of being uncreative. In point of fact, or case in point, or just in case, I often have been known to stipulate that in a pinch, as a cinch, if a word…
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…
Excuse my freneticism and the fact I’m not sure ‘freneticism’ is even a word. I tried to explain it earlier – if you could imagine a person bug-eyed with excitement and spinning in circles, making a noisy *SQUEEEEEEEEEE* sound; that’s me, on the inside, right now. On the outside I’m just sat here, typing. This…
