We walk up and down our road countless times a day. Well, I say countless, that is an exaggeration because…
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.
Loose Powder…
My youngest daughter and I were on a quest this afternoon. She wanted loose, translucent, face powder. Something to dance…
Basically Inflated…
I spoke to my zoo keeper son on Friday morning, really early for me, really late for him. He was…
Flat Dwelling…
The last time I lived in a flat was when I was young. My perspective was different then, I was…
Completely Ignored…
I used to own a restaurant in Guernsey a channel island between England and France. It is a twee little…
Seaside and Ashes…
The month is August and one should be forgiven for expecting plenty of opportunities to bask in the rays of…
Fine Rain…
The rain this summer has been so fine it can’t be clearly seen through a house window. Unless you suspect…
Cream Tea and Arteries…
Today we went to Kew Gardens. We took the train to Victoria and rode for twelve stops on the tube.…
Love Locked…
Paris (France not Texas) is a romantic city, I don’t think anybody would contest that observation, right? My second date…
Mismatched by Choice…
Our living room has two lovely cream leather sofas sitting on a carpet of warm aubergine, surrounded by matching furniture.…