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…

Supernumerary back to South Africa

The States, South Africa, back to the States, and now back to South Africa. Backwards and forwards across the Atlantic. My first husband was in the Merchant Navy, and I spent the first three years of our marriage at sea with him. This was my second trip – the States, South Africa, and back again….

Here We Go Again

Here in West Yorkshire – and specifically in the Bradford area – we’re in Lockdown for the second time. Things had started to ease – I’d got my hair cut, the gym had re-opened. Life seemed to be getting back to normal. Now, with just 2 ½ hours’ notice, we’re in Lockdown again. We’ve been…

Feeling Out of Sorts

There seem to be a lot of things that are just getting to me a bit at the moment. And I’m sure that any one of them, on their own, wouldn’t faze me. Even a handful of them wouldn’t faze me. Indeed haven’t fazed me, until now. Here’s the list!! My parents are slowly beginning…

The Ladybirds and the Bees. And the Birds.

I don’t get birds in my garden. There are birds all around – in the big trees across the road, in the garden of the house behind mine, down by the canal just a stone’s throw away. But in my garden? Nothing. Nada. Nowt. So – I gave up on the birds. I decided to…

Hair. Cut.

It was 4 o’clock on Saturday 25th July 2020. Finally. The long-awaited hour of my long-awaited hair appointment. I arrived at 5 minutes to 4, face mask in place. I was met at the door and had my temperature taken. This is the first time in all of this Covid crisis that I’ve had my…

Alice Bands and Midnight at the Gym

Halfway through my four days off. This is the four days when I should have had grandchildren to stay, but there you go. I visited my parents on Thursday and had a new garden path laid yesterday. And today? Today is even more exciting. Today is the day the gyms re-open AND I finally get…

That Was Then, This Is Now

In the strange parallel universe that is ‘What I would have been doing if Covid-19 hadn’t happened’, this is the weekend I should have had two of the grandchildren to stay. I would have been picking them up today, and returning them on Sunday, so that their Mum and Dad could get a well-deserved and…