God I’ve felt rotten for the last couple of days. The job thing is really getting to me. Apologies for my generally self-pitying conversation for the last 48 hours. Much love to Weasel, Man of Taste, et al. In order to pick up a Mish ply her with friendly conversation. In special circumstances promise her … Read More

A dead flower, a broken bone and freezing my tits off in a garden. Really. Also talking to myself in a slightly creepy daydream conversation sort of way which in a few days I’m reasonably certain my brain will have translated into an actual conversation with other people. Theres a reason I have no job, … Read More

So… today was the day that pretty much everyone was back at work. This time last year I was preparing a classroom for the job that I thought would last a couple of terms. I had a plan for today, two in fact, one if the plumber turned up and one if he didn’t. I … Read More

Put your MP3 player on random. Write down the first line of the first twenty songs to come up (no skipping the embarrassing titles). (I’ve taken second lines where the first line contained the title of the song.) See how many they guess… 1) Everyone dated the demise of our neighbourhood from the suicides of … Read More

Pretty quiet and utterly fabulous all told. The Princess and the Honorary Bitch left New Years Eve afternoon after a pleasant lunch at the Stork with my Gentleman Friend (the loo was still blocked and no sign of the promised plumber). Then Mother-In-Law came over to dye my hair…purple. FJ popped over as I was … Read More

Yeah, this next year is going to be good. I’m taking control. I want a year that is calm and is building on all the good stuff from this year. I want a year that I can look back on and say yeah, we did good. I’d like for there not to be so much … Read More

I am having a party. Details will be give out. As a general rule of thumb: 12th January from 3:30pm (at some point I intend to head to the Dark Side of the Lune Theme- Victorian (unless I tell you something different) Warning: I am attempting to make this party unusual. This idea may fall … Read More

Gods this fucking year. Rollercoaster isn’t even in it. Ok so it’s been all over the place, but mainly up I think. Mostly. Though the downs this year have been worse. I’ve self-harmed for the first time in years and I spent a whole day in a bath because I was so unhappy. I’ve also … Read More

Well I’m in good company this year when it comes to sheer numbers of ‘Christmas’ days! Number three started when I got in to the maison at Royston Vasey a little after midday. I’m certainly making up for the actual Christmas Day of sobriety of course, I arrived through the door to have an apperitif … Read More

Sat down to a dinner of sandwiches and soup (mushroom not turkey) I suddenly realised that this has to be the only Christmas I have spent entirely sober since I was four years old. I’m actually kind of liking it. I called home to discover that poor old Honorary Bitch has tonsilitis … this is … Read More