A lifestyle blog
This is another case of my original scheduled post for today getting postponed because I came across the above picture over the weekend and thought I would share it with you. I have had real problems with the email programme on my laptop so Mr B suggested I download a new programme, which I duly did. But as I have four email accounts it then sat and chugged through downloading
A few weeks ago I cheekily asked for donations a raffle that my dad was organising as part of this year’s village fete. I had no idea that I was going to get THE most amazing prizes and I promised I would say some thank yous. First of all though, thank you to all the lovely people who came along and bought tickets on the day, meaning that this year
If you follow me on Twitter you will know that I am a huge fan of Lisa Faulkner’s. Not just for her voiceovers on Heir Hunters (which is often the sound track to my morning) and because I have never quite forgiven the BBC for murdering her in Spooks, but because she is an amazing cook. Rightly so she won Masterchef and remains one of my favourite winners of all
That’s all right then, isn’t it? It was an error. A single mistake. Oopsie. We have blamed it on an error so let’s all just move along and forget it ever happened shall we? Oh and to make ourselves feel better and make it sound like we care we have donated £25,000 to the charity, Mind.
Well they say that, don’t they? Whoever “they” might be. That if you a tidy desk you can think straight. I know for me this is certainly true. In fact it is very true. We have a room in our house that is known as the office. It has a desk in in and a computer.
I have a confession to make. I love recipe books. Can’t cook. But love recipes books, and as I have mentioned in other posts I read them from cover to cover. A few months ago I was contacted by a lovely lady on Twitter who told me she had some recipe books coming out and would I like to try them. Well, hello? Of course I would! They duly arrived
When I read on Friday that this was the theme of The Gallery this week I thought it would be fun to show you Mr B and I. Our faces. Since you don’t get to see them very often. In fact when I started this blog I was pretty anonymous, and wanted to stay that way. Not only did I hate having my picture taken but when it was
What? I can hear you asking. What the heck is she going on about now. Badgers and the Samaritans? There is a link. Let me explain
I don’t meant the actual stick things I mean the club itself. The building. I cannot think of a more intimidating place to be. Ever. I would rather be in a communal changing room with a bunch of super models than in another golf club. Mr B had a golf lesson on Saturday, about an hour away, so I decided to go along for the ride (and in the vain
Ranty Friday is my baby. My thing. My weekly rant about something that has got right on my wick. It makes me focus on being ranty one day a week and not every day (which, believe me, would be possible). But this week I read an email that made me reply with “You just wrote this week’s Ranty Friday”. You see I was thinking the exact same thing and couldn’t
There is no Gallery theme this week as Tara is having a week off (good on her, I say) so I thought I would come up with something else. I am kind of in the habit of doing a photo on a Wednesday but was at a loss as to what to post. What do I do in these situations? I ask Twitter. If you follow me on social media
It happens to us all, getting old. As certain as taxes and the need to pee within five minutes of leaving the house, getting old will happen to us all (unless, well god forbid). My granny is in her eighties and until a year or so ago she was still walking into town, doing her own shopping and, generally speaking, was self sufficient. Despite a double hip replacement
