Happy Days*

Just having a little cry about how much am going to miss Seb, how am not going to see him for ages and so on.  Then all of a sudden two nice things happen: 1.  See the attached sign outside a pub.  So now am smiling about my lovely weekend instead of crying. 2.  Dave […]

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Kiss Of Death*

“Hope you had a good sleep last night,” Seb’s message comes through at 10.48am this morning, when am at the Office.  “I did.  Deliceous (sp)!! xxx” “Me too.  And lovely orange cuddles.  Now Office.  Working hard? xxx”  I say.  Points for effort for that spelling of ‘delicious’, if not for accuracy. “Not yet.  Soon x”  Seb […]

The Spaghetti Murders*

Seb has popped out for a few minutes to run some errands so am writing this.  He’s just made us some spaghetti with tomato and mushroom sauce and Parmesan for lunch. Was a lovely evening at Seb’s Mum’s house but neither of us slept well.  Had such nice cuddles with the fluffy monster’s uncle: photo […]

Under The Volcano*

Seb is looking for a film for us to watch on the Internet.  Am sleepy.  Have just achieved a very nice Mexican lunch at a nearby restaurant (photo attached).  Also: the Marks and Spencer here has the new flared jeans that were sold out in my local one and online.  They are lovely and just […]

Blood In The Tiber*

“If it can go wrong, it will,” Mum says.  Or maybe one of her friends does.  Brought up in the 1950s, by superstitious mothers, Mum and her chums were raised on such mantras as: “Don’t wear green: it’s bad luck,” and “don’t tempt fate,” and “you must wear an amulet to ward off the evil […]

Marooned In Realtime*

“How are you getting on my darling?” The message comes through from Seb at 11.28am this morning. “Yeah, great.  Just packing. What’s the weekend weather forecast in your land?” I say. “It’s really nice at the moment but I think it’s going to change later.  What time do you think you’ll arrive here?” He says. […]

I’m Not Scared*

“I’m going to take my suitcase out and put it on the floor,” I say to Mum on the phone this morning. “Don’t make the mistake of packing though,” Mum says.  “I’ve done that in the past, and you just forget what you’ve packed.  Tell you what: why don’t you set your clothes out on […]

Swimming Home*

Sooooooo much to do before weekend away and then holiday.  Argh.  Have at least achieved lash tint – blue black – and Minx foil wraps on toes (see photo).   Let’s make a list: 1.  Find swimwear and make sure it’s clean.  Swimming!  In the sea!  For first time in two years at least. 2. […]

Under The Knife*

“So, um, I just wanted to say,” I say, looking at my surgeon.  “So, um, when the oncologist said last week that the cancer was in my lungs now, I didn’t really need to know that and, you know, I already knew, because you said, that it had spread and…well I was wondering, in future […]

The Killer Inside Me*

What blogging has taught me: 1.  In eleven months, haven’t had any writer’s block.  If you know that your readers are expecting a piece, you’ll write one.  It’s the same as writing to a deadline.  Thank you all so much for reading and for all your comments.  It means such a lot to me. 2. […]