Rings Rabbits And Flying
I’m not entirely sure where this post is going to go. It’s three minutes until midnight on Sunday night, and you find me sitting in the dark of the junk room...
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Heathrow To Bastia
After a few days preparation, I joined my Dad and his friends online last night for my first experience “flying” online. Twice a week the group meet up to fl...
Uncomplicated
A fellow blogger commented about the uncomplicated nature of my life today, and I couldn’t help smiling. My life appears uncomplicated, because that’s how I ...
Running Motorbikes And Pretend Plane Crashes
I’m at the stage of having fallen off the blogging horse where I’m starting to wander around looking for the horse, shouting it’s name from time to time - ho...
Saturday
Yesterday evening I posted something vaguely political on Facebook, and almost immediately regretted it - not because of the subject matter of my post - beca...
Humpday
It’s heading towards 1:30am, and somehow I’m still up - which is ridiculous, given that I’m supposed to be going running with my youngest daughter early tomo...
Pretending To Fly
I’m not sure that I have written so little for quite some time. Perhaps years. I haven’t so much fallen off the blogging horse, as taken the wheels off the w...
If Only We Had Some Cookies
My youngest daughter’s school has been taking part in a huge effort to rack up as many kilometres as possible in physical exercise while in lockdown - by eit...
Missing Days
I think it’s fair to say I’ve well and truly fallen off the blogging horse. After several years posting almost every day, I’ve dropped back to posting every ...
Monday Morning
The clock has just ticked past 9am on Monday morning, and you find me sitting at the dining table in the living room opposite my youngest daughter, who is st...