A lifestyle blog
Random, as it suggests!
. *blows off the blog cobwebs* I think I have lost my mojo somewhere between France and Fleet. I am not sure where I last saw it. It actually might have been before France to be honest, maybe even before we went to Barbados in July. I have no idea where I have put it. I have looked in all the usual places. Tried all the usual methods of recall
. Suffice to say this week is not exactly the week I had planned this time last week. In fact this time last week I was pretty much in a co-codamol coma flat on my back on a hotel bed nursing what I suspected was a broken ankle. As the pain subsided slightly, or maybe it was due to the drugs kicking in, or actually it might have
. . I lay in the dark on the night of September 24th / morning of September 25th six years ago thinking “what if he has just got in the car and driven off”. “what if he has vanished and we never hear from him again”. You hear of people doing that. Of families in anguish as a loved one vanishes and is then missing for years. This was
. I am going to keep this brief. No flim flam. No messing about. A blog post that if it were a noise it would be a “BOSH” kinda thing. My lovely friend Kate at Gower Cottage Brownies (who I have written about a million times before) has got her paws on some tickets for events next week at the Henley Literary Festival and has asked me if I
. There is saying about pants that goes something like: “well if I get run over and end up in A&E I want to make sure I have clean pants on” as a reason why pants should always be clean and semi decent. And shameful pants should be ditched, or only worn when you are not leaving the house. It’s a saying I have muttered a few times in the
. Bloody hell, don’t faint but it’s a blog post from me. They have been a bit thin on the ground in recent weeks I know. A combination of things really. Mostly absolute and total exhaustion. A total lack of energy to do anything, including blog, which really isn’t like me. It’s been building for a while and suddenly it hit me when we were away in
. Weddings are funny things. Joyous occasions, obviously, but they can be stressful as a guest. Hell they are stressful for those whose big day it is, but I think we sometimes forget that they can be for those coming along for the party and cake too. I can think of no other occasion where you might not know many of the other guests attending. Well
. Yet again events in the diary have jumped off the page and basically shouted “YOU ARE GETTING OLD”. This week more than ever. Even when I got a year older last month on my birthday I didn’t feel older in an instant than I do today. This week Jonnie has a birthday and leaves his teens behind to turn twenty. Even he doesn’t like the idea
. I have been asked to do this before, review supplements that claim to make us feel better, but I have always been put off them. Until now. When Pharma Nord approached me with two supplements they sounded exactly like the sort of thing I needed. The first is Bio-Chromium and helps to control blood sugar levels throughout the day. Something I often really struggle with and then
. Earlier this week I made a comment on Facebook that I was finding the sharing of an image of a dead child disturbing. “That this is not what I want to come on Facebook and find”. And then I thought about that statement and hated myself for it. That child, Aylan, symbolises all that is wrong with the world. And all that is right with social
. You know what it’s like. You decide to invite a few mates round to watch a film and then you spend so long trying to all agree which film to watch that by the time you have settled on one that most of you agree on, somebody (usually me) has fallen asleep. Or it’s an impromptu thing because you have your mitts on the DVD that everyone wants
. It’s hard to write a post when you don’t really know much about a subject. When you can’t structure the post to have a clear discussion, or at the very least a conclusion. But these latest killings in the US have made me feel more than ever that gun control in the US needs to radically change. And fast. But how? The Second Amendment (Amendment II) to the