That Peterkin Woman
Friday, 29 August 2014
Oh my word HOW PRETENTIOUS AM I? I"ve written a poem.
It's brilliant. (It isn't.) I have a new notebook and I just write all my stuff in it. Like "Buy pants" and stuff. It...
What my children do with my phone
In my pocket I carry a modern miracle. Truly, if you step back and look at your smartphone, and th...
A Foraging Tale.
It's the season of Plenty. There are apples on the tree, the hedgerows are gleaming with haws, hips and of course blackberries. The ot...
Wednesday, 29 January 2014
Middle-Aged Ladies' Bottom-Shrinking Classes
Now that I am officially a Middle Aged Lady, I feel moved to attend a bottom-shrinking class. I have noticed that my cake and biscui...
Wednesday, 25 December 2013
Hand-made Christmas - an apology.
I love to make things. It makes me so happy. Planning projects, finding materials, locking myself away with knitting needles, sewing machi...
Sunday, 22 December 2013
The one about leg hair
Why, when I am a natural blonde, have I been cursed - cursed I tell you - with the pelt of an otter on my legs? Actually, not an otter, bec...
A 10th anniversary message. Late but nonetheless sincere
This year, we celebrated our 10th anniversary. We didn't have a party - though we'd planned to. We sort of forgot. We had a lovely w...
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