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In my youth it was a sign of a good night if you ended up lying on the pavement at the end of an evening. It is not usual, however, in middle age to start an evening that way. But on Thursday night that is exactly what we did. And exactly how one of my best friend’s Sarah started her birthday weekend, not ended it. Somerset House runs a season
Ranty Friday this week is about offensive T shirts and why, well, why I find them offensive. Whilst strolling around our local market last Sunday I saw a lady, of a similar age to me, walk towards me wearing that T-shirt. I was stunned. Nay, disgusted actually. A) why would you buy a T-shirt like that; B) why would you wear it out in public? I get that the
I make no secret of my love for Twitter. Nor my love for the news; wanting to know what is going on in the world several times a day. This week it feels as though Twitter has taken a real pounding in the press in a way that telephone companies have never taken a pounding for allowing hoax or abusive phone calls to be made (but that is a whole
Took me a while to find a picture for The Gallery this week. I don’t have many pics that show “play” as my three teens are more likely to be playing Candy Crush on their tablet or something on the PS3, neither of which are terribly photogenic situations. So I had a rummage through the archives and found this, which made me laugh. You will by now know that we
It is without a hint of irony that I decided to stay silent about my thoughts on the #TwitterSilence before Sunday. And in fact I wasn’t really going to take part in at all. I understood the point behind it but wasn’t sure I could stay silent, you know me. What has happened since though has backed up why the event had to happen. It was a group of people
This post is brought to you in association with Thorpe Park (though not for any monetary gain on my part! I just want to share it with you) You know how much fun we had we went recently (and I how brave I was on the rollercoasters ) when we went to Thorpe Park, well I thought I would share some info from them with you now the summer holidays
Yes, Ranty Friday this week is about Simon Cowell’s baby. Not ranting AT the baby you understand, I feel sorry for the poor embryo. I am not even ranting at Simon Cowell or the young lady who is carrying said child. Though I suspect Mr Silverman, married to said lady might have had a few choice words to say. No I am ranting at the media’s obsession with this story.
Door. A single word for the theme on The Gallery this week but one that could mean so much. Do you often look at a door and wonder what is behind it? What does it lead to? With a firm interest in property I often look at doors between shops and wonder if they lead to a passageway behind the shops, or up to flats above? Is there happiness behind
Whoever “they” are. But they do, don’t they? Moving is the most stressful thing you can do according to league tables of such matters. Well they are wrong. Sort of. Those charts always suggest that moving house is the stressful thing. Well it isn’t. The house bit I mean. I tell you what is more stressful when it comes to moving. Blog host.
Did you see this earlier on this week? I decided on Tuesday that it was this week’s Ranty Friday. In fact I nearly published this on Tuesday. As the Duchess of Cambridge, Kate Middleton, was going into labour, OK magazine was beginning to circulate their first magazine celebrating the event. Oh isn’t that lovely? No. It was not. It was despicable. That is the front page, above. Focussing on how
Seven little words: “I’m on top of the world, mum” was all it took to make me cry last night. Yesterday was a spectacularly rubbish day. Nothing in itself particularly disastrous but you know when you have one of those days where nothing goes right, everybody who phones you up is having a moan, you have a to do list that gets longer not shorter, and it is just a
What a great theme on The Gallery this week: I Made This. Generally speaking in our house I don’t make things. I do the clearing up after other people have made things, or buy the ingredients for other people to make things. I am the least crafty (and by that I don’t mean sneaky) person I know. So finding something I made that I could photograph was tricky. Unless it