Note to self

When trying on a jacket that needs to be altered, do not completely zone out and forget what you’re wearing. For in absent-mindedly scratching an itch you may stab yourself in the face with the pins that you’d forgotten were in the sleeve of the jacket and come close to sticking a pin in your [...]

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Nearly a strike and a half

On Saturday we headed to London for bowling and food to celebrate Lauren’s birthday. Fortunately I double checked our train times in the morning, discovering that there were no trains going from our station, but there was a bus that would take us to Bromley three times slower than if we went by car. Strangely [...]

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7 Days: Day 6 – Queen of Flat-Pack Furniture

Another new piece for the den – the entertainment unit that houses my TV, PVR, DVD player and old skool VCR that may only be used for collecting dust. I put this bad boy together with just a little supervision from Dad (who has a masterful thumping hand for making things line up). (Side note: [...]

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7 Days: Day 3 – At the gym

I am now a gym person. I never believed I would be, but there’s a gym across the road from where I live, which has turned out to be perfect. The equipment I had always assumed would be impossible for me to use is now all part of my workout: the cross trainer, weights, cable [...]

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7 Days: Day 2 – I am really that OLD?

Looking back at a photo of myself from August 1994. The trees are bigger, my boobs are bigger, the hypericum behind me has been bigger and was then cut right down to grow back. Juniper Lodge has had a new roof and that bench is long since history. But I’m wearing the same thing. This [...]

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Jersey: Cows and paracetamol

On our last day we had time for a little more sightseeing before our flight home in the afternoon. After much consultation of the maps, we decided to head to the Katherine Best jeweller. We’d seen the adverts for the place everywhere we went and on the offchance that the lady did indeed own the [...]

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