A lifestyle blog
We have certainly had some recently haven’t we? It has been biblical at times. Particularly so on Friday night when the country almost went into lock down and there were various warnings put out to say that nobody should travel unless absolutely necessary.
I don’t do maths. Can’t do maths. I hate numbers and am bordering on phobic. Numbers make me feel stupid. I have blogged before about my lack of a maths GCSE (or technically speaking lack of an O level as GCSEs hadn’t been invented. Yes, I really am that old). I make no secret of it, or the fact I am not terribly academic. It’s a fact. I am not
Well clearly not birth itself. Obviously. But this week on Ranty Friday something has got right on my wick. We heard that Nick Knowles and his lovely wife were expecting their first child together in August. Excellent news you might think. But not if you have read about in the press or seen “debates” on Twitter. Mrs Knowles has decided that she does not want her husband in the delivery
New Bedrooms — AD When C mentioned recently that she was moving into a flat with her boyfriend there was a mix of emotion in our house. She was clearly excited about this rite of passage in her life, finally having a place to call her own. Whereas I was sad that my first born was flying the coop (here is the post I wrote about it at the time:
Scrimping used to have such negative connotations didn’t it? Almost penny pinching. Miserly maybe. Not these day now. Savvy shoppers and living frugally mean that we are all scrimping. I know I am. Life for us is expensive at the moment. I am not particularly sure why. There just seems to be one thing after another that leaves me staring at my bank account thinking “but there is still so
Oh my word. Well if every a category had my name stamped all over it, it was this one. I cannot tell you how many photos there are on my phone of food. I photograph every meal when we go out. I Instagram a lot of them, and I just keep the others. I don’t even know why. It certainly isn’t to try and recreate them. Well that would just
Not people boasting about stuff, that one-up-manship that men do in the pub but on Ranty Friday this week I am talking about something I read a lot: Estate Agents’ details. You know the ones I am talking about, don’t you? You don’t? Let me give you some examples: “This property is in a residential location” — well no shit Sherlock. Where would it be? In the middle of an
Rewinding the clock Wouldn’t you like to rewind sometimes? To push the pause button and rewind a bit? To get to a point where you think “I could do with rewinding the clock, just a little bit” and being able to do it a bit. Or a lot? When I think about finding a photo for this week’s theme on The Gallery the first thing that springs to mind
They say that the best things come in small packages. Well I do when people take the mickey out of me only being 5’4 and now shorter than two of the teens. Three if youngest is wearing her spiky shoes. So when a little book landed on my doorstep called The Little Book of Big Wisdom I was intrigued.
Right before we go any further this rant is not about him, nor am I making any comment about him. So if you are thinking of suing me for libel you can forget it. What am I talking about is my understanding of events this week. A case of sexual harrassment against him is dismissed due to lack of evidence. Now. Another thing to get straight here. This does not
They say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, don’t they? And true beauty in the eye of this beholder is natural. The things that I find most beautiful are the things that occur naturally. Or are au naturel. I don’t find Katie Price particularly beautiful when she is full make up, back combed hair and pouting. But the pics of her in riding gear, hair back