Oh-oh I am feeling shit
and I’m fed up of swallowing phlegm
Disconsolate, here I sit
I do nothing but haw and hem
Let me out of this vice
Coz my chest is starting to whine
It’d really be very nice
my interior sunshine would shine
So bugger off, ye viral hordes
I’ve had enough of you
Mark my words (as if ye cared)
You’re making me [...]
Archive for November, 2009
Ditty
Posted in ...everything else! on November 30, 2009 | 6 Comments »
Feeling rather more Eeyore than Tigger
Posted in ...everything else!, Food, Lurking, Three Chimneys, Weather, Work on November 27, 2009 | 4 Comments »
God, I wish the snot-fairies would bugger off and leave me alone. Been wheezing like Steptoe’s horse for the last three days, two of which I’ve been off, one of which I’ve been supervising the moving of all the furniture across to Three Chimneys. We now have a totally crammed house, which led the BB to announce in [...]
In which I (make like I) am a student
Posted in Happiness, Navelgazing, Quality!, Three Chimneys, Weather, Work on November 23, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Day 1 of the Level 5 NVQ in Quality Assurance & Management. I’m a bloody student once again!
Principles of Quality & Data Analysis is the module where I begin. I’ve got a 3,000 word essay to deliver by the end of February and the examination is in June. This is serious stuff; I am actually really [...]
Happy, Happy Days….
Posted in Countryside, Family, Food, Friends, Happiness, Niceness, Presents, Three Chimneys, Weather on November 17, 2009 | 5 Comments »
Well, we had such a great weekend we didn’t want the two days to be over. Woo predicted we’d get on well with FP and she was right – what a wonderful person. She fitted straight in!
I was working away at my laptop on the dining room table when I saw this raven-haired amazon go striding [...]
FP Looms Closer…
Posted in Christmas, Food, Friends, Niceness, Weather on November 13, 2009 | 2 Comments »
She’ll be here tomorrow! Hurrah! Coming round the mountain in pink pyjamas, arriving on her chariot, flying in HALO to land on the roof. We’ve got food. More importantly, we’ve got floorboards. We’ve got hot water and fluffy towels. We’ve got hot water bottles, electric blankets, roaring heating and dogs enough to go around. We’ve got [...]
Schnozz, p94 & Woo-nderful news
Posted in Christmas, Countryside, Family, Friends, Happiness, Niceness, Three Chimneys, Travel on November 12, 2009 | 7 Comments »
..so the BB brought Barty home last night, rolled into a shivering ball in his arms, feeling icky-poo from the anaesthetic and sneezing rather less than he had been. Apparently, he has the bitch and pups of a sinus infection and they’ve drained something and poked something else; whatever they did, it made his eyes [...]
Carpetastic
Posted in Christmas, Niceness, Three Chimneys on November 11, 2009 | 4 Comments »
…how excited am I? The hall, stairs and landing are nearly ready for floor coverings. This is a major watershed for the BB and me. There’s been so much ard work on the landing in particular, to renovate and improve the landing door and to put in place the correct architraves, dado rails and coving [...]
Seeds in the hooter
Posted in ...everything else!, Christmas, Family, Niceness, Three Chimneys on November 10, 2009 | 7 Comments »
Judging by Barty’s pained looks, his unwillingness to move from his special armchair, his constant tickety-tacketting around after dark on restless paws and his volcanic, near-constant sneezing, we conclude that he has the abovementioned complaint. Not to mention the strings and ropes of snot, discarded all over the house at nose-level.
The poor beast is also [...]
I’ve got buns in the oven
Posted in Beading, Countryside, Craft, Family, Food, Friends, Happiness, Home, My PF, Niceness, Presents, Three Chimneys, Weather on November 8, 2009 | 8 Comments »
Nooo, not the metaphorical type; literal buns! In fact, bread, and shortly chocolate chip cookies, if I don’t eat all the dough.
It’s a grey, dank and cold day here at Three Chimneys. I went out running with the dog this morning at 8am alongside the river, which was roaring and churning, the ducks prudently staying [...]


