I was going to begin by saying that I’m not a huge fan of the colour red… but in hindsight it might not be strictly true. True I don’t own red clothes – Chris de Burgh did not write that song about me – but every year I’m tempted by a pair of red Converse, and …
This is how you end up losing a whole day … First you need to have a few books to put into your bookcase and because they’re in colour order this always require a little bit of shuffling and moving. Then you end up getting slightly distracted and start looking for books you haven’t read yet …
Morning Poem ( Mary Oliver ) from Dream Work (1986) Every morning the world is created. Under the orange sticks of the sun the heaped ashes of the night turn into leaves again and fasten themselves to the high branches — and the ponds appear like black cloth on which are painted islands of summer lilies. If it is …
Charles Sturt was born on 28 April 1795 in India, the eldest of 8 boys – and I struggle with 3…- his father was a judge under the East India Co in Bengal. When he was 5yrs old was sent back to England to study – so that’s how you deal with 8 boys… – …
The challenge was to make a quilt with what was at hand. No buying fabric was allowed… harsh, I know… Luckily for me I’m a fabric hoarder so I had plenty to choose from. What did I use? An old Toast top that had taken an accidental and sadly fatal trip into the washing machine. …
So, let’s talk wrapping paper… I like the stuff and I tend to have a few rolls stuffed in an Ikea metal bin in a corner of my studio. Paper for boys or for girls… fun paper or ‘serious’ paper… but rolls tend to last for too long… there’s too much paper in a roll, don’t you …
I have absolutely no idea what to have for breakfast. I’m hungry but nothing feels right. Child No 1 is concussed. No it wasn’t me when I saw the state of his room… he had a particular nasty collision with another player last Wednesday which left him with headaches and slightly dodgy memories. It …
“Phenomenal Woman” (Maya Angelous) Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say, It’s in the reach of my arms The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl …
Today I gave myself a day off from hockey matches and washing machines and trips to the supermarket… My good friend Emma and I drove to Stratford-Upon-Avon – the birthplace of Shakespeare – and had a lovely day walking around the town remarkably empty of tourists. I do love a good Tudor wall… all wonky …
Another kindle book because we were going skiing and didn’t want to take with me my vintage Penguins (don’t you love those old orange covers?) of Monica Dickens… I had read ‘Zennor in Darkness’ a few years back and remember I had enjoyed her writing voice very much, so I was pretty sure I’d enjoy …
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