I’m not particularly keen on snakes. I don’t have anything in particular against them, but I have less for them. I have no desire to be bitten and/or poisoned and possibly even less desire to be squeezed to death. This isn’t about that kind of snake. *** Recently I started learning Python. That’s a programming […]
Once upon a time, I soldered something together in school. At some point between then and now I made some stained glass windows and some small Tiffany style pieces. That kind of involves soldering, but with a huge soldering iron and a reel of lead/tin you could probably knock someone out with. Since then, my […]
My younger self spent many (MANY) hours sitting on benches in various parks and town squares, eating icecream. Sometimes by myself, sometimes with friends, sometimes (and probably most often) with my siblings. This was such a common occurrence, that we each kept an emergency spoon in our bags or wallets. Yesterday I found myself alone […]
My brother says hindsight is a wonderful thing. I think eyesight is better. Which doesn’t at all negate the wonderfulness of hindsight..
Some people know exactly what they want, what they like. When they have to choose something, anything, they make their choices based on pre-decided ideas.
I am not that person (and this post isn’t really about icecream).
Every Christmas, my family does a jigsaw puzzle. This year they’re doing one without me, so I’m doing one without them… 🙂 DB is helping, but hasn’t had nearly as much practice…
Once upon a time I lived in a house where we didn’t think about Christmas until all the birthdays were over (mid December). We had a huge (to a small child) box in the attic marked “Christmas”. It was brought downstairs a few days in advance, so we could walk round it and my parents […]
I don’t much like shopping. Food-shopping is bearable, clothes-shopping generally isn’t, although it is marginally better than shoe-shopping, and a whole lot better than bra-shopping. I tend to avoid it if at all possible. However. Sometimes life strikes, and I get invited somewhere that calls for something other than jeans. It seems life has struck. […]
(-The story behind yesterday’s walk home-) Over the years I’ve had a fair bit of practice at this. As a kid we went on holiday incredibly regularly. Mostly camping, or visiting grandparents, but nevertheless ‘going away’. This almost always calls for packing and carrying some kind of luggage. The folks packed the tent and other […]
Explain this: This morning, as on many others, I had to fight myself to get out of bed. It was so cold everywhere but under the duvet, and I snoozed and I faffed about and ended up running halfway to work, so as to be marginally less late. (My minutes of lateness seem to add […]