Category Archives: Personal

The artist in me

The artist in me needs an easel. But is this easel-y achieved? It took a lot of swearing, a whole Archers Omnibus (combat pain with pain) and half a bottle of red wine. And two metal bits left over. Now … Continue reading

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I used to hate jigsaw puzzles…

I used to hate jigsaw puzzles… I could say – “Until I discovered Smirnoff” – but that would date me and anyone who remembers the ad campaign (and the awful jokes*) and baffle anyone who wasn’t in Britain in the … Continue reading

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Teacher gets it right

Or ‘Teacher puts it right’. An unpleasant comment from an – older than me ha ha! – ex-fellow student, a postponed NHS appointment and a worrying email from an actor’s agent all conspired to dampen my spirits today. Then a … Continue reading

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Aah, Cornwall…

It has been beautifully sunny here in Devon over Easter, even though a bit of a sea har invaded yesterday. Realised I reported on the day out in Looe but didn’t mention gorgeous Portwrinkle (wonderfully quaint name) where we dropped … Continue reading

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Pre-Easter test of ingenuity…

Clue – 3rd and 4th course on the menu…

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Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day…

Struggling to find a pithy title for the post, this is what I came up with – only to realise it had been done before – by George and Ira Gershwin in ‘The Man I Love’ (Ella Fitzgerald’s wonderful version). … Continue reading

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Sunday

– is the day I never know what to do with – including writing grammatical sentences. It’s a hangover, I think, from early childhood when, once a week, the awful prospect of SUNDAY SCHOOL faced me. As if it were … Continue reading

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