On flying [semi-]blind

The roads were as good as empty, which can’t be said of the airport. ‘Bustling’ doesn’t cut it, neither does ‘popular’ or ‘thriving’. Jam-packed is closer to the truth, but doesn’t imply the 30+ minute queues, just to get into the queue to check hold luggage in.

On sunshine and my own bed! :)

Jesska’s going home, she’s going home, she’s going!!! 🙂 * I’m armed with a plan and 4 bottles of eye drops. I have an appointment with a doctor on holiday, and I don’t have to come in again tomorrow – WHOO!! 🙂 That’s all good news :). The not quite as good news is that […]

On bright lights (and hospital beds)

Sometimes, I think I should just stop making plans. I mean, I know they never work out the way I intended them to, so I could save myself the bother of making them in the first place. Also, maybe God would stop laughing at them/me. *** This year, the company I work for closes between […]

Quote – On finding oneself

Resolve to be thyself: and know, that he who finds himself, loses his misery. – Matthew Arnold That sounds like the best sort of resolution…. (I found the quote here. Ray’s Daily is full of awesome quotes and inspiring passages – go and see for yourself :))

On Christmas cleaning

My colleague and I cleaned the workshop today. Every. Last. Inch. Of. It. It took ALL DAY. From 9am until 5pm, with half an hour for lunch, we scrubbed and wiped and vacuumed and washed and dried and sorted and tidied… …and decorated. And now it looks all sparkly and clean and luffly…..and we feel […]

On falling for bizarre advertising

My vacuum cleaner transforms my house into a feel-good oasis. Apparently. That’s what packaging of the new vacuum bag said anyway. I think I need more convincing. *** The bag came with a sealed plastic packet of tiny gel balls, much like the ones that swell up to look like oversized frogspawn when you soak […]

On losing a phone

Patting multiple empty pockets leads to steadily rising panic… … especially when you realise that the only “safety measure” is hoping the battery dies before anyone finds it..     (I’d left it on a table in the foyer at work while looking at flyers, where, luckily, it was seen by a secretary who was […]

On momentary connection

Usually, when I get on the train in the morning, it’s full of other people who are all minding their own business, and presumably trying to wake up before they get to work. People read if they have space to hold a book or a phone, or stare out of the window if they don’t. […]

On tomato soup and country music

(Written on Thursday 26th, but apparently didn’t upload properly..) *** This summer, we grew the best part of a million tomatoes. I gave lots of baby plants away, but most of them stayed with me, and I’m too soft to throw healthy plants away… *** I had a vision of making jars and jars of […]

On new telephones

Once upon a time there was one glasblower, one phone and one number. A little while later, a second glassblower arrived. Shortly after his arrival, there was a small argument resulting in a second phone and a second number. Time passed. Last year, I strolled onto the scene and used the first phone without so […]