For most of my life I seem to have been strapped into a roller coaster with a faulty safety belt. Whilst being thrown in all directions it keeps me in the car but simply wont undo ( Read more... )

Just when you think you have mastered or are mastering all the physical shit nature throws your way (well mine anyway) you hit the menopause ( Read more... )

Tonight I went to see Hitch Hikers Guide to the Galaxy Radio Stage show ( Read more... )

I had resolved not to post anything negative about my life, yet here I go.

I've had a couple of months of minor but debilitating afflictions, the last one pretty awful to the point where I just wanted to curl up and die.
On paper they sound like nothing but in person its not been nice.
I know I have a strenuous stressful life with very little time to ( Read more... )

I was going to take Ems to see the torch yesterday. It passed within a couple of streets. I was going to drive round to my daughters flat and walk to the end of her road as it was due to pass by ( Read more... )

I would just like to reassure people who might see me in the near future that I do not signal the onset of the Zombie apocalypse ( Read more... )

I have attempted to keep the Hound of Tremorfa, off the garden for the time being. I went out at 7.30am this morning and put some temporary fencing across the width of the terrace. She can just chew through it, but if I keep and eye she might not . She has pruned the roses, dug out plants she doesn't like and done some test pits for Time Team. She ( Read more... )

Went to Conception. Had a good time. Not enough games being run and too few people actually surfacing to see other people so it was a bit Mary Celeste at times ( Read more... )

  Imric knocked on his brothers chamber door and waited. He was slightly annoyed that he’d had to cancel an appointment with his tailor but since the message from Ansgar had seemed so desperate he felt duty bound to respond. A few minutes went by and a strained voice croaked “Who is it?”
          “It’s me. Imric.”

A pause and then the ( Read more... )

Sun filtered through the shutters of the high arched windows along the halls’ south wall. Bored by the proceedings Lukia’s gaze wandered to the rafters, from alcove, to balcony, to gallery, down the huge doors and back along the line of swarthy footmen to the dais ( Read more... )