This is sort of a weird situation, because I’d committed myself to start blogging again daily, and missed yesterday. Like running, or even exercise, if I don’t do it regularly, i.e. every single day, then I quickly get out of the habit. On the one hand, I know no one’s waiting with baited breath for… Continue reading Need a better class of friends
Category: friends
Their brogues and their cheer and their utter joy
I’ve connected with friends via social media and even met quite a few people face-to-face who I’d first connected with online. I was rather active on twitter back before it seemed to be mostly brands and marketing accounts, and between that and writing a tea blog, I made the acquaintance of quite a few… Continue reading Their brogues and their cheer and their utter joy
Fine words butter no parsnips
Well, I was just kidding when I assured Robert Godden that I’d used ‘Fine words butter no parsnips’ in a long ago blogpost. Purportedly, he’s just spent an hour looking through the archives of my various blogs for the nonexistent time I used that phrase…now I almost feel bad, but not really. Maybe he-of-gullible-tendencies… Continue reading Fine words butter no parsnips
Dragged with vim & vigour
Taking the hounds out for a walk takes on a whole new meaning when you’re wearing your roller blades, doesn’t it? So much holiday preparation going on this last weekend, but we still had time to go out and seize the day. Apparently, aside from decorating Christmas cookies, letting Ella and Louis pull her along… Continue reading Dragged with vim & vigour
thanks Ralf for saving my Christmas
Yesterday was Christmas Day, and all was going relatively well until my boy dog Louis decided to disappear. It was quite honestly the most terrifying half hour I could imagine, because he’s not one to wander off. His sister Ella, on the other hand, regularly runs off when we’re hiking in the mountains, but she’s… Continue reading thanks Ralf for saving my Christmas
A year? It’s been a whole year?
Has it been an entire year? Quite a lot has happened this year since I started this blog. I’d taken a few stabs at blogging (unsuccessfully) and still have a teablog that gets a bit of attention. I should do more over there, but my friends who’re tea fanatics seem to be patiently awaiting my… Continue reading A year? It’s been a whole year?
Elaine’s Cuppa Cake
Our favourite Tottenham Riviera blogger elaine4queen has been threatening to move to Scotland, so I happened upon the perfect place for her. Her own café. Where we can all go and be sweary and inappropriate. As we are wont to do. This isn’t easy – all this blogging. To be honest, I’ve never been a… Continue reading Elaine’s Cuppa Cake
time to join the @elaine4queen Admiration Society
You all know @elaine4queen, right? If you don’t, you should. She’s like the very best thing bout the Tottenham Riviera. She and her dog Poppet are the best hosts in the entire history of hosting. There was even a statue of a goat in our journey. And, as you well know, you can’t always expect… Continue reading time to join the @elaine4queen Admiration Society
travelling with Out of True as it was intended
So, one day in the mail, this little green book arrived. Poetry? Who reads poetry these days? Oh, I know. Guy Clark does. He says this in one of my favourite of his songs: ‘Here’s a book of poems I got From a girl I used to know I guess I read it front to… Continue reading travelling with Out of True as it was intended
going home (if there even is such a thing)
This might be a bit strange- this blogpost. Yes, I’m aware my writing can be odd on a semiregular basis, so this isn’t necessarily the most shocking opening gambit, but nevertheless…you’ve been warned. See, I want to ask one of those big questions that blogging really isn’t capable of tackling. This is a novel-sized theme.… Continue reading going home (if there even is such a thing)