So, back in the day when I thought I could plan things, one of the intentions for the sabbatical was to think about evening services, and specifically, to learn a bit about what others are doing in the evenings. Therefore, I, completely unscientifically, contacted various friends with a short set of questions. And because I… Continue reading A Sabbatical is not a holiday….a task yet undone!
We’re going to see “Bat Out of Hell; the Musical” in a few days (or as my new phone’s predictive texting calls it Bat Out of Help.! How do I switch off predictive texting….?) This is one of my all time favourite albums – I sat up in bed in middle of the night when… Continue reading A new ambition…
I thought it would be so simple! (Well, not really, but simple enough..) My current phone has taken to closing down at random moments, and also making phantom calls – some of which were rather embarrassing – so the time had come…. Well, actually, it had come some time ago, but I was in denial.… Continue reading New possibilities and unexpected contacts….
I’ve just got my latest essay back, and it would be fair to say that I am disappointed with the mark. (as, it appears from the comments, is the marker….”this is elegantly written, but unfortunately I must give it a low mark”…) I have managed to write a history essay rather than a literary one,… Continue reading On reading the question….
I’m typing this curled up on the sofa. Not something I would normally want to comment on, but it is a notable occurrence. Sitting with my legs tucked up under me has been my chosen way of sitting for a long time – but recently I have not been able to; my knees were too… Continue reading Rejoice with me….
“Keep a to-do list”, they said. “It will help you schedule things”, they said. “There is satisfaction in ticking things off”, they said. “It gives you a sense of control, and stops you worry about what you might be forgetting”, they said. So I have been doing, for a few months now. And this is… Continue reading It’s been a long time since I wrote about to-do lists…
He and his little sister were running round the park, in and out of the flower beds and the birds. “Look” he said as he stretched forward his head and bent up his arms “I’m a pigeon”.His younger sister squealed with laughter and copied him. They strutted round the park being pigeons, having a fantastically… Continue reading “Look at me, I’m a……”