The Red Dahlia*

“I’m not sure what I’m going to write about this in the blog,” I tell Mum.  We’re walking around the dahlia show-ground at a nearby garden centre. “Why don’t you write a discourse on the different types of dahlia?” Mum says. “Because that isn’t relevant,” I say. “That’s not what the blog is for.  It’s…” […]

Cauliflower Heart*

Waking up from my afternoon sleep, sitting up in bed, switching my phone on, I look at the time.  4.59pm.   Pushing the panther over to the other side of the bed, squeezing out from under his heavy embrace, I make a list in my head of things-that-need-doing: 1.  Washing up that’s in the sink. […]

The Silence Of The Rain*

Seb has left, taking the sunshine with him. Now the sky is grey, with heavy rain. At the bus stop this morning, all the other girls were wearing tights and boots already. Am resisting winter clothes for as long as possible. Due to the hot flushes, I break out in sweat often. So, even as […]

A Nasty Piece Of Work*

Waking up with a start from my afternoon sleep, I realise that it’s 5.19pm. Squeezing myself out from under the panther who’s sprawled across the bed, I sit up. Argh. It’s home-and-self-care-day today, which means: 1. Put away last week’s washing that is still on the airer. 2. Hang up washing in the machine. 3. […]

Shadow Boxer*

“So how was your first day?” I ask Seb when he calls last night.  I’m waiting for my artichoke to cook.  It’s simmering away.  Not long to go now.  The room is filled with its earthy scent. “Oh, good, I think,” Seb says, sounding cheerful, as well he might, having just started a three year […]

Gun, With Occasional Music*

Despite the presence of the panther, there are some good things happening:  There were artichokes in the market today again.  Bought four.  Am at my Office.  Just met up with a friend for coffee.  Am wearing a bright pink dress which looks pretty.  Haven’t worn it for a while.  Is good to have rediscovered it […]

The Diary Of A Killer Cat*

“Looking forward to seeing you, lovely.  Can I bring anything later? xxx” Seb’s message comes through at 1.21pm today as I’m sitting at my desk in my Office. “Balsamic vinegar please,” I say.  Am running low on this and need it for the artichokes.  Could, and probably should, purchase it myself, but it is good […]

The Fugitive Pigeon*

“How is my fluffy?” I ask Mum when I call to let the parentals know that have made it to my Office.  If I don’t call, they just assume that am Still In Bed or have snuck off to the gym. “He’s a very naughty boy,” Mum says, in her Teacher Voice. “What has he […]

Strange Days*

It’s been a strange day full of some unsettling things.  So, here are some nice things: 1.  Love my Seb. 2.  Will spend some proper time with him soon. 3.  Enjoyed this evening’s artichoke.   4.  And a spinach, beetroot, avocado and sweetcorn salad. 5.  This Rioja is good. 6.  Enjoyed my allergy doctor.  Am […]

Neon Panic*

Waking up with a start I see that it’s 6.33pm and I haven’t yet made a start on the day’s tasks.  After gym this morning I had a lunch meeting and then my sleep, so have to do Everything now. Crawling through to the kitchen, I boil the kettle, chop the stem off my artichoke, […]