I wanted to talk to you.. I did try. Multiple times. I wrote, I texted, I phoned. But you didn’t answer. I’m guessing you won’t read this either, but maybe writing it will get it out of my system. I missed you, you know. I spent a long time missing you. But you know what […]
“This problem only exists because I think it does” Problems are pretty much a given when one’s alive. The way you look at them can change them into more major or minor problems. The particular sort I mean are the sort of problems other people might want to exchange for their own. Problems like the […]
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 […]
– 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 […]
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 […]
If I ever have my own workshop (and I would really like to), I would implement the following rules: only the people who believe in me are allowed in no shouting no putting people down nothing which smells bad and/or is likely to be unhealthy if you sniff it is to be brought into or […]
Behind my house is a flight of 130 stairs. The road at the top is called, “in Heaven”. That’s fitting, because it kills me every time I walk up them (at least once a day)…..
Dear Kate (and anyone else who is under the impression that I live in a pristine house), I think I need to point something out. My house isn’t pristine. It isn’t even close. Okay, I have cleaned my toilet more times in January than in the last 2 years put together, and kept […]
< something I wrote yesterday > “I work in a motivation vacuum. Any motivation I ever had, even what was stored in reserve, is sucked out of my being as soon as I walk through the doors. No matter how inspiring the weekend, how urgent the task at hand, the nagging and stropping of my […]
A wet and windy night met her at the door and accompanied her to the entrance of the station. She was almost glad of the company. The day had started so well. That surprised her. Recently, her days had all started with a bleary haze, been greeted with a grumpy monolgue of varying lengths and […]
Thank you so much dear ticket machine. You must know how much I love getting to stations on time with the right money, typing my destination and how many tickets I need into your slightly greasy screen only to then miss the train I came to catch because you don’t like the taste of my […]
-or how I waged war on the workshop- This morning I left my role of victim and became the perpetrator. This morning I asked/told my colleague about my brilliant idea. He took it far better than I thought he was going to, simply replying sardonically; “it’s a good thing you don’t go on holiday more […]
– Or ‘what I do with my free time’ – Planning is overrated, pointless and a waste of time. I think I’ll give it up. I haven’t yet, but I might. It would save me a lot of bother and probably time and effort as well. Someone’s bound to ask how I’ll notice the […]
I think today was a day. Actually I’m pretty sure I know today was a day. I hope tomorrow will be a better day…
On Plans (especially the best-laid ones): I was up really early today. I guess it ‘helped’ that I hadn’t slept so well, and that I’d got a text in the middle of the night so my phone flashed all night (which it also does just before the alarm rings). I got up, dressed, had breakfast…and […]