The Figaro Murders*

“Right,” I say to Seb as he’s throwing his rucksack over his shoulder and preparing to leave.  “Am going to make a note that we’re up to The Flood episode in Season Six of Mad Men so…” “What – that’s the last one we’ve watched?” Seb says.  “I’m sorry that I’m not clearing up – […]

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Breaking Bad*

Painventory: 1.  Itching all over chest, due to becoming allergic to one dressing after another. Ripped off this plastic one late on Friday night:    Nurse came to help me cover the steristrips with micropore:    Last night, became allergic to the micropore too.  A nurse helped me remove some of it, and replace it […]

The Fugitive*

New Year’s Resolutions 1.  Be kinder to elderly parentals.  Particularly to Dad.  He puts up with So Much. 2.  Do this at least once per day.  But not more than three times per hour.  Mustn’t exhaust self. 3.  Drink less water.  All it does is turn into wee anyway. 4.  Work towards own Keeshond puppy […]

The Draining Lake*

“Hello,” my plastic surgeon says, popping his head round the door, his face lit up by his huge smile. “Hello,” I say.   “How are you doing?” He says, perching on the edge of my bed which creaks: he’s a portly gentleman. “Not too bad,” I say.  “In a lot of pain, but my chest […]

The Night Before*

My nails look very sad without any varnish.  Have removed it so they can see whether or not am dead in the operation – nails will go blue if am dead I think.   Am just doing a quick blog now, in case don’t have time to bash one out before the operation tomorrow. Setting […]

Murder On Black Friday*

Friday Favourites (sorry to copy you Hannah Gale http://www.hannahgale.co.uk) 1.  Cuddling the Keeshond in the attached photo on his sofa. 2.  Whilst watching House Of Cards.  At last.  It’s good. 3.  Walking with this fluffy person in the woods and meeting his friend, a Finnish Lapphund:   4.  Partaking of mulled wine with Mr Fluffball in […]

Design For Living*

1.  Seb is here. 2.  Walked the Keeshond yesterday with MadFatRunner.  Had fun.  Got a bit lost and were out for 3 hours. 3.  He is in attached photo. 4.  Lit the Chanukah candles and fed MadFatRunner latkes. 5. Pizza is coming. 6.  So is sleep eventually. 7.  Mood has gone up a bit so […]

The Cry Of The Owl*

Cycling up to the mill with Dad, a white bird catches my eye.  At first I assume it’s a seagull, but then it turns towards me.  The heart-shaped face is unmistakable: it’s a barn owl.   Swooping low over the field, it turns and vanishes into the trees. “Did you see the barn owl?” I […]

November Patriots*

Walking to my bus stop in the fog this morning, I compile a list of things-to-look-forward-to in November:  Autumnwatch starts tonight. New series of Peep Show starts 11th November. Have two new A-line skirts, a brown suede-look one and a black one.  Can wear them with tights and boots. Longer nights mean that the fluffy […]

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. […]