We’ve just bought a new doorbell. It was about time. The old one worked intermittently and if I was upstairs at the back of the house, as I often am, I couldn’t hear it. I’ve been complaining about it for months if not years, and my husband jumped into action at last when I asked for a new one as an anniversary present.
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Fumbling in the light
In the introductory post at the top of the blog, I mentioned having nifty workarounds for my many awkwardnesses. I know I am not alone in not liking to be hurried while not wanting to hold people up. These days I find myself going to great lengths to be organised. It has taken me decades to refine.
Continue reading »What are you doing at the weekend?
It was a Summer Sunday morning in Brighton, our home city at the time. Soon I would need to get my head into gear for another long week, but before I did, I was looking forward to a peaceful day. We both had long commutes and needed some headspace. Maybe we’d go to a favourite garden for a wander. Or we could walk down to the seafront, mingle with the tourists and laugh at the gulls hovering overhead, waiting to steal a chip or a sandwich from the unwary. Before we had chance to decide, the phone rang.
Continue reading »What did I just say?
Writing comes relatively easily to me, as do speaking and performing if I’m well-prepared. Ask me a random question and you may get some strange answers.
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