And I Wonder Why We Hold On

I had a reply last night. It was short, and indeed sweet. He simply said that he was too tired to write a long reply like mine, but it was lovely to receive, and he just wanted to say thanks for being so great. My offer would make any bloke think (he wrote), and that’s … Continue reading

An email, sent

Hi C, My waterproofs still smell a tad of smoke too – I have to apologise if I wear my green jacket to the office. Could be time to wash it. I really kicked myself for saying no so bloody bluntly when you asked me if we might be the next G and R┬ábefore we … Continue reading

Mini private freak-out

I woke up at about 1.30am last night and spent the next two hours wide awake, worrying myself slightly crazy. I nearly got up and switched my laptop on to do a brain-dump of all my worries, but, in that small-hours-of-the-morning-panic kind of way, I found myself glued to my pillow wondering if I’d ever … Continue reading

In the lovely cottage (at last)

I’ve moved yet again this week to my final(ish) destination. I’ll give it to Christmas, at least, if fate doesn’t intervene and decide otherwise (as it has done for much of this year). The Australians left, I moved in. They left NG some cash to get cleaners in. NG took a unilateral decision that we’d … Continue reading

A wonderful working holiday

I’ve just spent a week at Cragside in Northumberland on a National Trust working holiday. The last time I did anything like that was when I was 17, for my Duke of Edinburgh’s award, but if possible I enjoyed this one even more. The group were fantastic; the leader was brilliant (even if I had … Continue reading

At last some good things

It’s really nice to have some good news. Lots of stuff at the moment has been a bit negative – moving house and all the stress that has entailed; dealing with the letting agency who are incompetent to the bitter end; living out of a suitcase (although H is so welcoming and friendly it’s a … Continue reading

Last night in Jericho

Well. Here I am, sat on my bed, looking at my room filled with boxes, most of them neatly labelled with various locations. It’s my last night in Jericho – the last night in this fabulous big bedroom with its high ceiling and my own furniture, my wonderful easy-going housemate, and our spacious home. I’ve … Continue reading

Organised chaos

I’m moving out of my house in a week or so – so we’re clogged up with boxes. I just need to get through the next month and then I’ll be installed in the Lovely Cottage, with a housemate I mildly fear will not be as easygoing as the lovely Housemate S. I’m not sure … Continue reading