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I am going to try and keep Ranty Friday quite “measured” this week. I don’t want it to come across as a full blown rant but it is something I feel I need to talk about this week as it has really made me quite, well sad and grumpy in equal measure. The first rule of blog club is that you don’t talk about blog club on your blog.
You see this graphic below? Well this is us. Completely. In a few months time we are off to the Loire and we weighed up all the pros and cons of how to get there. Mr B has a high performance four seater luxury car, and I have a more economical five seater with zero boot space that is tiny. So we seriously considered flying and then hiring a car
I have two of these. I can’t narrow it down to just one favourite place I am afraid. So for the Gallery this week I am going to have to share two. The first, the one on the left is our kitchen. My favourite part of the house. Often the tidiest. Often the noisiest. Often the busiest. Often the perfect spot for a bit of contemplation whilst staring out of
So you have joined Twitter. Finally. Excellent. Welcome to the best bar in town. Not that it is my bar or that I am in any position to welcome you but I do feel I need to have a word. Initially on Friday night when I heard you had joined Twitter was a bit “yeah, whatever”. Not because I am not a fan, but because I knew what would happen
Well you didn’t think a Ranty Friday would go past without me mentioning Maria Miller did you? I have to say I have been appalled by the way she has behaved recently. I haven’t followed the entire saga and know all the ins and outs but what I do know about makes me properly rage.
The news of Peaches Geldof’s tragic death at the age of 25 broke yesterday afternoon as I had a wee. Checking my Twitter feed as I had the wee I had been too busy to have for the preceding three hours, I sat in stunned silence for twenty minutes. As I read tweet after tweet from people shocked at this dreadful news. Yes there were the ones from celebs who
Yesterday was one of those days that are becoming a regular occurrence at Barrow Towers. We have a plan for the day, in this case the Boat Race. Then I see something on Twitter and mention it in a nonchalant kinda way to Mr B who looks at me and says “are we doing that then?”. I take that as being enthusiastic as it is not a categoric “you have
I read an article this week about the number of people who regret having tattoos. Something like one in six wish they had never had theirs done. One in three wishes they had done it somewhere on their body less visible. And it reminded me of an article in the Guardian I had read years ago about a mother who had a meltdown when her son had hers.
This has been getting on my wick for months. And this week it made me actually rage out loud. Pause the TV and take a photograph. Two photos in fact. What in particular with regards to table manners am I talking about on Ranty Friday this week? Well that picture above, that’s what. Two different settings on Corrie this week, both those photos taken within five minutes of each other.
I love this game on Instagram. If you don’t know it, you get tagged by somebody who uploads a picture of “What I’m Doing Now”. You then photograph that, upload it, and then tag three other people and use the same #WIDN tag. I smiled when I saw that it was the theme for The Gallery this week too!
Family Day Out At Ascot Family days out are as rare as hen’s teeth these days. One of us always has something on that means we can’t all do something together. And then when we do have time together, what the hell do we do that won’t mean somebody is bored within two seconds? Horse racing. That’s what.
It might not have escaped your attention but I am not a natural athlete. I don’t really do sport. I never have. I was the last one to be picked for a team in school. In fact I wasn’t picked. Technically I was “allocated” to a team as I was always left over at the end. I vividly remember still having a lap to do at school’s sports day when
