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. Suffice to say it has been a bonkers week. So much so that I haven’t time to even shave by the looks of the photo above. The lack of a blog post since Sunday is the first clue that things are a bit out of sorts at Barrow Towers. Unheard of in recent times for it to be so long between posts, and a fact that
. This is it, this is really happening then. I mentioned late last year that I was going to kick off a film club on the blog (and blogged about it here: Announcing the Film Club) in the hope I could see “must see” films that I haven’t seen but the rest of world have, or revisiting films that I adore and think others might not have seen such
It seems wrong to be kicking off the new year with a miserable blog post but this blog is nothing if not honest, and to be honest right now I am feeling pretty miserable. I hate New Year. There I have said it out loud. And I apologise to all those around me for whom this brings down the general mood of celebration. But that is just it.
Like so many blog posts I write the post you are reading is not the one I planned. Today’s post was going to be a look back at the year to see just what BB Towers had been up to. Holding the FA Cup in our lounge (no you shut up, we so did) / a trip to Tanzania / Mr B putting up with me saying “we are
Late last year I happened to mention that I had never seen Rita, Sue and Bob Too. What turns out to be an iconic film. When I mentioned this fact on Twitter people were amazed I hadn’t seen it and raved about how fantastic it was. One lovely friend then sent me a copy of it to prove just how magnificent it was. This sparked a big
The world changed ten years ago today. Many people just learned what a tsunami was, so many of us hadn’t even heard the word, for hundreds of thousands more their lives were devastated when a tidal wave crashed onto land following a massive earthquake. Family members were lost, villages wiped out, livelihoods destroyed. And in amongst all that destruction were two of our greatest friends: Sam and
It was during the aftermath of the Asian Tsunami in 2004 that I first became acutely aware of rolling news. That constant rolling news footage beamed live into our living rooms from the disaster zone. I am sure it happened for Princess Diana’s death and funeral but I was living in Saudi Arabia then and things were a bit different. The Tsunami was something I had an
We have had Cyber Monday, Black Friday, Mad Friday, which presumably was followed by Hangover Saturday, and also Panic Saturday and now I am introducing Oh bloody hell this is really happening and I have done bugger nothing Monday”. Or I was really organised and ordered it all on line weeks ago but now thanks to useless delivery companies I have no idea where any of the stuff is and
Exhausting isn’t it? This holiday season. That and the shorter days. And the end of term. And it feeling like forever since you had a holiday. Or even a proper day off. And all you can see ahead of you is a chasing your tail with getting ready for Christmas with present buying and food organising. One thing you won’t be doing, I am sure, is making sure
So you are stumped. You need to buy a Christmas present for a teenage girl and you have no idea what to buy. I know this because I have two of them. Teenagers, that is, not presents. The teenagers themselves are no use, you ask them and they just say “money”. Buying for younger kids is so much easier, they either give you a list of items
Buying appliances the Miele way I am big fan of experiences. Not only are they great fun but they create fabulous memories. I think we have been through the Red Letter Day’s catalogue and done most of them between us, everything from driving experiences to wine tastings to photography days. What I have never done though, is visit an experience centre. Well not unless you count that indoor
It was during Abigail’s Party recently that it happened. Not an actual party at Abigail’s, I don’t know anyone called Abigail. Let alone Lawrence. And don’t get me started on olives. Now you see if you haven’t seen that film, that last paragraph makes no sense to you. As the references to “frozen sausage” didn’t when people on Twitter then started talking to me about Rita, Sue and