Hello! I’m so pleased you are visiting my site and it’s great to have you on board. A very lovely author at the Society of Women Writers and Journalists, of which I am a member, told me it was about time I did a blog. I thought she might be right, so here I am. I guess I’ve been using Facebook to do this, but I think this may be a much better forum to tell my daft stories and make comments on the world. So deep breath, and here goes…..(P.S. Do you like the sunglasses I’m trying on? Pretty cool I reckon)
Well, everyone seems to be taking their clothes off and claiming it’s for work. It all started over lunch the other day with my wonderful friend Hanneke. Hanneke is finding her inner being now she has hit 70. For example, her children gave her some money for her 70th birthday to treat herself. So she did. Her daughter was seriously unimpressed by the tattoo, although I found it very tasteful indeed, if a little larger than I’d anticipated. So, we were sitting discussing fab apps that are useful for work, as one does, and I was just downloading a google swipe keyboard for her when a notification popped up. I tried hard not to look, but it was impossible as the text practically slapped me across the face. “Laura will be naked today”. Continue reading “Laura will be naked today – would you for work? “
Northampton has the most dangerous drivers in the world. Either that or someone is serious about my assassination. So, this is what happened.
A few weeks ago, before the broken ankle debacle, I was walking with a trolley in the supermarket carpark. They are currently tarting the place up. It’s hard to see quite what the difference is. Perhaps some new pink paint. The level of inconvenience is quite disproportionate to the impact of the final ‘reveal’. You get all excited for not very much. Bit like that scene in The Night Manager. After hearing so much about it and buying the DVD, it was all a bit flat and I still prefer Colin Firth.
Anyway, I was walking with my trolley and this car turned into the park I was already walking through. The lady driving looked straight at me and carried on. Yes, she carried on – straight into my trolley with me still attached. Continue reading “Assassination attempt by Northampton drivers”
I think I am what is commonly termed ‘an early adopter’. That’s just marketing speak for someone who gets terribly excited about new gadgets and sneaks about at night, secretly ordering things they absolutely don’t need from Amazon.
I just bought an Amazon Echo. How much fun? I cant stop playing with it. It’s a speaker system with an internal, voice activated computer called Alexa. When I want to know something I just ask Alexa. Continue reading “Amazon Echo – my new love”
Attempting pilates with a broken ankle was a necessity. My back has been killing this week as I grumpily hobble over my crutches, moaning, complaining and making far too much use of my – now rather more comfortable – bottom. In fact, as I write this I am distracted by the muffin top rolling over my trousers, just at the edge of my computer keyboard. So, I thought I had better make an effort. Continue reading “Pilates and broken limbs”
There is a sideboard in the kitchen and the bread bin, cookery book stand, kids junk and the hamster all live nearby. I started to notice that each day there was a strange liquid sitting on this sideboard. It looked rather like orange juice. Continue reading “A little kitchen mystery”