Posted in Friends on January 30, 2008 | 9 Comments »
Recently, a nexus of unpleasantness has been building in me, as a result of things American friends have been telling me.
I’ve had a fellow blogger worry about her job as a public schoolteacher, due to the fact that she recognises Evolution as a viable theory. If she’s outed as an Evo, she’ll get fired.
I’ve had [...]
Posted in Food, Work on January 28, 2008 | 3 Comments »
Whadda day. Audit looming. This week I’ve already drunk two whole bottles of Soave Blush and it’s only Tuesday. Actually, it’s Monday, which makes the previous line even more heinous. Fuck. This week started on Saturday evening.
You can see what sort of a state I’m in - Mr P is away recce-ing a shoot, I’m [...]
Posted in Countryside on January 26, 2008 | No Comments »
Symonds Yat, Christmas 2004.
Feeling restless, so changing headers like other women buy shoes. Ignore me!
Posted in Countryside, Family, Friends, Home on January 25, 2008 | 4 Comments »
… is intimately tied up in the photo that now graces my header…. taken by my cousin SB, to whom should go the attribution and the credit!!
Cornwall, I salute you!
Posted in Baby Musings, Family, Food, Friends, Garden, Work on January 23, 2008 | No Comments »
Great word, hummock. It describes a bump in a lawn that isn’t large enough to be called a hillock but will still rattle your dags when you drive over it on a mower. As a metaphor it could be used to describe parts of a life that are running less than smoothly. As in; ‘How [...]
Posted in Family, Friends, Home on January 17, 2008 | No Comments »
So I’ve cleaned the house, had the shopping delivered, bought my dress for the Christmas Do 2008 in the sales, fed the Mouse, done my mother’s shopping, met a friend for coffee, done 2 loads of laundry, changed the beds, ironed the clothes and booked myself and a friend onto a course… but when it [...]
Posted in Countryside, Home on January 16, 2008 | No Comments »
The picture above shows the River Wye at a reasonable level - ie you can’t see it. It’s away down in the riverbed to the left of the picture. 15 feet down. A sensible place for a river to be.
Now, if you were standing where I was when I took this picture, you’d be floating [...]
Posted in Art, Countryside on January 14, 2008 | 4 Comments »
I’m so insanely excited about getting my picture (read, ‘baby’ 
home from the gallery that I thought I would do something entirely illegal and post some other examples of her work.
Ms Miller, if you’re reading; please make yourself a website! Your art is quite the most wonderful thing and it makes Herefordshire and the surrounding [...]
Posted in Friends, Presents on January 12, 2008 | 2 Comments »
While I was in Hay-on-Wye this afternoon I happened to go into the Wye Gallery and there it was. The most unbelievable acid-etched and aquatinted picture of the view from Cusop Hill. I mooned over it for a long time. The artist, Frances St Clair Miller, must be distantly related to the Farquhars somewhere; St Clair [...]
Posted in Baby Musings, Family, Home, Sleep on January 10, 2008 | 2 Comments »
So the night before last was an hour, last night was 15 mins and tonight was 4. Long may it continue.
He knows we’re not going to leave him, that we haven’t abandoned him; today he and I spent the whole day pottering, talking, laughing, listening to music, shopping, playing and singing. He has settled down.
He [...]
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