Ode to Tired

Jul 04

Leave the hamlet of A Little Bit Tired and walk slowly till you reach the village of Tired. If the dog is available (and not called Tim Johnson) scratch ears and limp on towards the small town of Knackered. Take rooms in the I’ll Be As Right As Rain Inn. In the morning head to […]

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Oh Christmas Tree

Dec 27

This is the first year in 4 that we’ve been to my parents. Covid kept us away last year, OH beung a retail pixie account for the others. Being home is bittersweet. My parents are in their twilight years. Christmasses yet to come, as a family unit, are likely to be counted in years not […]

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An Up and Down Year

Dec 26

I cannot say I will be sorry to see the back of this year. Quite the opposite. It cannot leave soon enough. Stuff personal, family and work, have kept me from my keyboard in a creative capacity. Live, online lessons are all very well and good but when your hobby is writing, it’s a bit […]

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A win without realising

Today, I took Dad, the dogs, the Overlord, and the kittens back to Wales. It was gruelling. He was needy; the weather was interesting. As for the journey? It was… challenging. OH ( in the Fox) got waylaid and ended up in a lay-by for the night. Dad and I get on home OK. Get […]

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Grief

On the 2nd December 2022, my mum died. She was 89. It was a mercifully short illness, but it left me reeling. The fourth out of five important deaths, in just over 2 years, mum left a huge hole. My best friend, confidente and emotional support was gone. Here on the Monday, gone on the […]

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This isn’t where we intended to be…

This would be considered too bizarre for a movie. The Lethbridge Stewart is due to be blacked Monday. It’s Sunday night. We’re supposed to be at Westview tonight. We’re not. We’re 3/4 an hour from Hermitage Lock. Why? Well, this is the video I sent to Dad. It explains it better. Enjoy xx

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Solar Dump Learning

I’ll admit I’m not one for science, I enjoy soldering and putting computers together, but as for the physics behind it… not a clue. Which is sad because I was good at Maths! Long suffering OH (hubby to others) enjoys electronics. He builds things. Currently, it’s Solar Dumps. These timey wimey wonders allow excess solar […]

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Dear Mum

I don’t know where to begin. I miss you. Your light, laughter wisdom. Your ability to reign dad’s neck in. Having had enough, you left me with Dad. That was not the agreement. Or at least, not as I understood it. He doesn’t have a clue, this father of mine. You might not have done […]

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Marina Geese

I’ve learned a lot about geese in the last year. They’re good parents, they’re fiercely protective but oist of all they’re foul, potty mouthed birds. When not crying ‘murder’ every five seconds during gosling season, the marina geese aren’t afraid to hold fire. Yesterday, when Sir Sid and Lady Vicious paraded the cygnets – allowing […]

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Marina Birds

Been a tad worried this last 24 hours. I was woken this morning to ‘Murder. Murder. Murder.’ Followed by ‘ Not me. Not me.’ Expecting every TV detective in history to arrive on the marina. When I know more….

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Weather station blues

Apr 09

Not really sure where to begin here. Dad has a weather station. He’s had it donkey’s years. He used to let Derek at BBC Wales Weather know what was going on, weather-wise, in Llandegla. As he’s got older all that stopped but he kept the weather station going. Long suffering OH and I are trying […]

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What Will 2020 2 Be?

Jan 01

A year of change. That is for certain. I’m not sure it’s all going to be for the good. Nor that all will bring happiness. But after last year, I’ve learned that happiness is in the small things. Like a lonely cat, finding friendship with a dog. Seeing my Mum and Dad at Christmas. Spending […]

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