Hubs has a Freedom Pass and when we need something in the nearby town I send him in, it gets…
Codswallop
Slang for load of rubbish. My life as an erstwhile homeschooler and the subsequent written musings thereof may verge on codswallop at times. Mostly my day to day musings on life as a boomer exploring happenstances as they come my way are treasures worth recording.
Woodland Corners…
My daughter seems to have this thing about nearly treading in unspeakables. I’m not talking about dog poo although that’s…
Days Six and Seven…
We saw The Harry Potter Exhibit, for which the advertisements did absolutely no justice at all. We were told it would take at least 3 hours to surf the sets and hubs and I looked at each other and went,
“Right!”
We’d done the vatican on our honeymoon in a couple of hours, not ones to loiter!
Day Three and Beyond…
This time it was pouring with rain during breakfast. We all wore better than canvas shoes, our son borrowed his…
Day Two…
As pre-arranged the evening before we got up as usual and journalled and devoted before our son arose at 830am…
The Last Day of Term…
My school teacher daughter decided to go back to college under her own steam. Don’t we just love the independence…
May 8th, 1924…
Eighty eight years ago today my mother was born. She never was one to make much fuss over this special…
A Fleeting Visit to the Nest…
Thank God our oldest finally decided that it would be worth coming to see the parentals, if only for a…
Plastic Bags Used to be Dangerous…
It rains a lot here in England and do you want to hear something funny? We are on a hosepipe…
The Saving of HG Wells 2…
I had three sets of people tell me my external hard drive was a hopeless case! But when I held…