On social predjudice
“Why are you fun?!! You’re English!! …and I thought English girls couldn’t dance” “uh..” Gotta love Americans 😉
other people
On swimming in the sun
Once or twice a week I go swimming with a friend. We’ve just started going to the pool near her house instead of the one near mine. Today, for the first time, I discovered it has an outdoor pool attached. It was sunny, and scarily warm, so I went out for the first outdoor swim […]
On bikes, breadbuns and guilty conciences
Once upon a time there was a little girl. She learned to ride a bike (slowly) and when she grew up she still liked cycling. That little girl was me. Now I’m a whole lot older, even if not that much bigger. When I started work, I lived in a house half an hour’s walk […]
On Pidgeons
Today my workshop was invaded by 2 pidgeons. I left for 10-15 minutes to print something in a different room, when I got back, there they were. Apparently they mate for life. I was told that by most of the people who found out about my predicament. Not that it really helped me much. But […]
On the difference between clean and tidy*
– or the mystery box part 2 – I am not a particularly tidy person. I am learning, and I am getting better, but I’m not there yet. However. I can’t deal with dirty. Unless it’s unavoidable and short-term. Cake mix on the worktop, compost on the floor, paint on the table. Whatever. It’s all […]
On Mystery Boxes
I returned to work on Monday and was confronted with a large grey-brown box. Apparently The Colleague got wind of someone throwing it away and decided it would be a good coming-back-to-work present for me. Today, after sitting and looking at it for 2 and a half days, I got The Other Guy to drive […]
On Jelly
I used to love jelly, still do I guess, even if I don’t eat it often any more. German kids aren’t nearly as keen on it… I have never seen so much jelly thrown away before in my life.
On pancakes
Some say you have to share bread and wine with people if you want them to remember you.. I reckon making them pancakes comes a pretty close second 🙂
On what I learnt at circus school today
Keeping a group of seven 7-12 year old boys together for 2 hours while changing rooms 12 times (circuit training) is a challenge. Keeping your cool even more so 😉 They are amazingly willing to please, as long as you tell them EXACTLY what you want them to do and why… Ok, so they still […]
On children and the effect they have on one’s ears
Way back when I was small, my grandparents used to take us (my siblings and me) on holiday for a week in summer. When my folks arrived to pick us up, the grandparents could almost be guaranteed to say: “rather a week than a fortnight” and “we’ll think we’ve gone deaf”. As a kid I […]
Skiing, skiing, more skiing and the perils of saunas and after-skiing-parties
Yes. I realise this post is months overdue. Naja, I suppose weeks is more accurate, but for some parts it’s enough weeks to be more than a month… *** I can’t ski without hobbling about for days afterwards. I asked my teacher back in February how long it takes to train your muscles to cope […]
On sleepovers
*sings* There were 3 [already] in the bed and the fourth one said; “stuff that for a laugh, I’m going to sleep on the sofa” I was going to swap with her, but she wouldn’t let me. I had quite a guilty conscience until this morning when I realised she was the only one for […]
On dancing with my eyes shut
For some reason I can dance better with my eyes shut. I’m going to assume it’s because when they’re open, they fully occupy my brain with all the visual imput, too selfish or attention-seeking to let my hands and/or feet join in. Once I close them, I’m much more aware of what it is my […]
On Babushka and the curse of the holey sock
Babushka, for anyone who doesn’t know, was the lady who wanted to go with the wise men to see baby Jesus (and bring him presents and toys), but who hadn’t finished tidying her house yet, so she stayed behind, promising to follow them as soon as she was finished. The thing is, when she was […]
On great expectations and disapointment
I am a glassblower. More accurately a scientific glassblower. I have just been on a course to learn what it takes to pass the exams which entitle me to become a master-glassblower. Or glassblowing master. Or glassblowing mistress I suppose. Whatever. The point is that I was there. And now I’m back. And I’m not […]