A Doing Nothing Day

I’d sort of thought I might go out. I’m on annual leave, and I want to start getting back ‘out there’. I had a lovely day over in York a couple of days ago. But the rain against the window was what woke me up in the early hours, the sky was heavy, and there…

Day Tripper

Yesterday I took myself off to York for the day. One of my New Year’s Resolutions was to get out and about more. But what with one thing and another, it hasn’t been easy… My first memory of York was a school trip. The teacher took us to a section of the Roman wall, and…

Choosing a Tradesperson

I want to replace my front door. The day we came to view the house, in early Spring 2013, I remember saying, as we walked up the front path to the front door – ‘That’ll have to go’. That was more than 7 years ago. Hasn’t happened yet. I’ve done everything else – re-wiring, re-plumbing,…

A Year of Kitchen Designing

It’s a year today since I started work as a kitchen designer for a major DIY chain. I needed a job, because my husband had left me. We ran a limited company together – and that was my only source of income. When he told me he was leaving, my initial shock was very closely…

Corona Curves – Progress

Here’s my diary for the first 10 days of attempting to lose my Corona Curves. But first a bit of history. My normal weight, from about age 14 until I was about 45 was 7 ½ stone. I’m 5’8” tall. I was basically skinny. So skinny that complete strangers felt they could come up to…

Life After Lockdown – The Fitness Studio Owner

Take a look at her ‘Life Under Lockdown’ post too! The Rollercoaster and the Sycamore Tree by Jules Parry Finally, after three months of me jumping around in my makeshift fitness studio (aka our garage), and me talking to myself and a couple of screens, some lock down restrictions were lifted and I could start…

Blackberry Picking

It’s blackberry season. There’s an abundance of them down by the Leeds Liverpool Canal, just a stone’s throw from where I live. It’s a very pleasant way to spend a summer’s evening. It brings back a lot of memories. It was an annual tradition. Mum, me, Mum’s Aunt Nan and Aunt Nan’s walking stick. The…

A Yellow Handbag Day

Yesterday afternoon, after a morning spent hoeing and weeding and cutting the grass, and a quick bite of lunch, I went Out. I decided a few days ago that I wasn’t going to let this day off just evaporate without doing something. I’d originally wanted to drive over to Bolton Abbey – but you have…

Corona Curves

Or Covid curves. Or love handles. Or middle-aged spread. Whatever you want to call it – I don’t like it. I’m 6lbs heavier than I was pre-Covid – and it all seems to be round my middle. It’s not a lot, but it needs to be sorted out. So – I’m going to sort it…

999

At 2 o’clock this morning I had to dial 999. It was a hot night, and I already wasn’t sleeping. But if I had been sleeping I’d have been woken by loud voices on the road outside. Male voices, yelling at each other. I assumed it was just a couple of lads passing by after…

Husbanding my Resources – Still

I’m still husbanding my resources. And still very aware of the irony of that statement. Last year, when my husband had just left me, I needed to try to live as frugally as I possibly could. I cut back on the amount of money I spent on electricity, gas, water, and food. I’m evangelical about…