Another day, another scribble (insert winky emoji). No wait, don’t, this isn’t Social Media and I can express myself just fine with my native English language. NO EMOJIS! So a good kind lady (aka Mammy) commented on yesterday’s post that I had confounded her (it happens regularly); to paraphrase her, one minute I was raving […]
I’ve caught the dreaded writer’s block. AAAGGHH! Why did I sign myself up for this ridiculous project of writing everyday?? I can barely shower everyday, never mind writing, which is a lot trickier than rinse, lather, rinse, towel dry. With writing it’s type, erase typo, type some more, scratch head and stare into space, delete […]
Today was an odd day. It started with a topsy-turvy emotional morning that had me bawling like a baby in my husband’s arms for ten minutes (you know that completely inexplicable spontaneous heart-break that just comes on you out of nowhere? That kind of crying. Of course it’s not really out of nowhere, it’s most […]
I want to go back to Paris. Why? Because it’s Paris. Duh. Ok ok, so maybe you’ve never been (what is wrong with you? I assume that you’ve been locked up your entire life and just released now and find yourself reading this. Otherwise… well, there is no otherwise you crazy fool, just go already). […]
There’s a voice in my head, actually there are several and they bounce off one another. Usually goes a little like this: Little Miss Wishful: “Ooooh, those shoes are so pretty. I’d LOVE to visit Paris. And I’d love some chocolate right now… I want a cuddle.” Scaredy Cat: “Not more money on shoes you […]
We’re into the double digits – day 10 and it’s the first day I really didn’t feel like writing; there’s a steep and slippery slope stretching out before me. See I’m notorious for starting projects and going guns blazing for the first week or two. Once the novelty wears off and the struggle begins, I’m […]
(Day 9) I get excited by pretty things: pretty stickers, pictures, buttons, notebooks – especially notebooks; TK Maxx and Waterstones are dangerous shops for me to enter. It’s the same story when I’m in an Art shop, ruffling through quirky stickers and badges, sweet purple feathers, glossy decorated pages… There is one serious problem with […]
The problem is that 99.9% of life can’t be controlled. No matter how hard you try to scrutinize and micro-manage every last detail (and trust me I’ve tried) life is mercurial in it’s abilities to completely shift course in milli-seconds.
Today was a gorgeous, sunny day – yet utterly baltic. I can tell you that because I went for a cycle in the afternoon and despite some strenuous hills that had my blood pumping and my lungs nearly in shock, I arrived home with numb toes and an icy bottom. To get both the fresh […]
Today I worked hard – damn hard. I scrubbed – I hoovered – I dusted – I tidied – I washed. In among all that cleaning I also squeezed in a solid photography session for my husband’s jewellery business. Productive? I think so. Initially I thought I’d head off somewhere nice for cake and coffee, […]
Coffee and Scribbles 