The floor is down. The difference it makes – no more rubbish yellow lino and crap bland carpet. Now grey slate tiles, easy to clean, sort of soft in colour, bringing the 3 living spaces together and just over half the downstairs floor complete. I want the whole of downstairs flooring in place before Christmas.ContinueContinue reading “Last Week: Midsummer and Monsoons”
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Last Week – Floors and Fathers
In the ongoing marathon that is renovating a house that you live in, we finally got the floor laid. Or at least started to. This is the floor for the new kitchen and family room which is part original house, part extension. The extension we believe was put on the house around 1970. In preparation,ContinueContinue reading “Last Week – Floors and Fathers”
Last Week – pre-ops and mermaids
As the Schofield saga continued into the week, I am pre-opping for cancer surgery part 4. I am really hoping this is it now, I am worn out just thinking about it. Luckily this time it’s just a fiddle with a scar, hopefully under a local but in theatre, apparently in a tent. To clarify,ContinueContinue reading “Last Week – pre-ops and mermaids”
Last Week….work, sleep, refill, repeat
In a week that was completely dominated by Phillip Schofield, a drama of many truths all of which appearing to have varying degrees of reality, nothing much has happened. I was sort of waiting for it to happen, the crash. I knew it would because I had been booming so the bust had to comeContinueContinue reading “Last Week….work, sleep, refill, repeat”
Last Week: Beach, Birthdays & Bucket Lists
What a week, that started on the beach, crammed in not one, but two birthday celebrations and ended up with a big fat tick next to a bucket list item. Beach walking is one of my favourite things to do. While any beach walk is a gift, I love an empty (or near empty) beach,ContinueContinue reading “Last Week: Beach, Birthdays & Bucket Lists”
Polling days and coronations..
This week………….. First of the many May bank holidays, took a hike up a big hill to find some bluebells. Found some white ones and discovered the difference between native bluebells and Spanish ones. These being native because of the way they droop over. White bluebells being relatively rare – 1 in 10,000. At theContinueContinue reading “Polling days and coronations..”
The Dark Months
First quarter of the year, bleaker than usual but also uplifting in unexpected ways. The complete emotional exhaustion of Dads funeral, the relief of finally being allowed to complete the paperwork giving way to overwhelming bleakness of grief, watching the world go back to its rhythm while I am adrift, tiptoeing round my childhood homeContinueContinue reading “The Dark Months”
June 2022 – Jubilee, builders & Heatwaves
So the Queen marks 75 years as monarch and we get 2 days off. In the interest of transparency, it’s fair to say I am not much of a monarchist. I am sure they are all super nice, I love the history of it all, I just don’t quite get why one family should haveContinueContinue reading “June 2022 – Jubilee, builders & Heatwaves”
May 2022
May largely consisted of dancing in fields and renovation dramas, sprinkled with the first beach walk in forever and the very last ever zometa infusion. Bearded Theory – The Woodland First festival since lockdown lifted, booked in 2019 before covid was a thing. And it was fab. It didn’t rain, I danced to old favouritesContinueContinue reading “May 2022”
This is because a person has been hit by a train.
There is a mid-point, accessed by train, where I can meet with my far away friend for the day. We discovered how easy it was when my mother died and I needed to buy an outfit for the funeral. I was traumatised and in a grief kerfuffle. That’s when we realised, it was a completelyContinueContinue reading “This is because a person has been hit by a train.”
The Frank Journals 