I’m still thinking about the guy from primary school. He worked out on the oil rigs, not uncommon for smart guys from The Shire. It’s good money if you have the smarts and can cope with the weird isolation of a rig. A lot of the people who I went to primary school with, some … Read More
When I was a kid I had a burgundy red velvet skirt which I loved. Inside the hem were the name labels of most of the other girls who’d had that skirt before me. At least one of them was at University by the time I wore the skirt at Primary School. Part of the … Read More
I have to admit I’m worried about the airstrikes. More than ever I am renewing my commitment to pacifism, it’s hard. I love to read about war and I play bloody LARP games that glory fighting, but they’re games and no one really dies or is injured, we just get to play at it. Always … Read More
I do name the relationships people have to me, by naming them I indicate they’re of certain importance. Friends, Lovers, Boyfriend, Girlfriend. I perhaps imbue them with more meaning because it matters to me how the people around me are connected to me. Probably the most ‘me’s used in one sentence on this blog. I … Read More
Wednesdays are one of my favourite days. I’ve mentioned this before, but today Work was tiring and the relaxation of eating chicken whilst killing zombies with MiL was very appreciated. Three days since my birthday and the world has moved on to other games and circumstances. The Jellicle spent the evening testing out a virtual … Read More
This year I’ve really got into my skincare regime. I’ve even blogged about it. Over the last couple of years I’ve seen more lasses get into South Korean make-up, especially those with sensitive skin and on the periphery of that the skincare products. I was blown away by the South Korean lines when I was … Read More
I have, I think, blogged about Neil Gaiman before. Unfortunately he seems to have been in the bundle of the year that this blog is missing. Generally I think of him as the poor man’s Alan Moore, he never quite goes far enough for me and has the very Stephen King habit of making sure … Read More
I admit it, I get irritated by the phrase ‘I feel so blessed’. It gets my hackles up and I associate it with the sort of upper middle class showing off of round robin Christmas letters. The sort of ‘Christians’ who don’t seem to have taken on board the whole rich man heaven camel eye … Read More
I am laying on the sofa listening to (and half watching) a YouTube playlist of Leonard Cohen music. The Jellicle is upstairs sorting her medical stuff and Weasel is out. I am reflecting that I cannot imagine a life without music. Every so often on Desert Island Discs or in the pub or something I … Read More
I’ve written before about having been a Girl Guide and maybe mentioned that The Jellicle thinks they’re some kind of secret cult organisation. Today is Thinking Day, which is the day celebrated as a sort of founding day by most Guides and Brownies and Scouts. The weirdness that is having the same birthday as your … Read More
