Today I went to a knitting friend’s house, J lives on a 1930s estate, it is well spread out, windy roads, cul de sacs, and heavy traffic on the approaches to the estate. Not the first visit but each time I’m hopelessly lost, either going there or leaving there. Now, I can hear shouts of… Continue reading An achievement
Just saying, my blogging efforts seem to have fallen apart, not many folk have followed me here from Blogger so I am posting a photo and commenting on Instagram at “thepixiemum” Most recent rambling is about a spelling mistake on a notice about the Royal Academy Schools.
Decision time, write a new blog or clear the ironing pile. The blog has won, so just a few thoughts and reflections. Before I start just saying I have been putting a photograph here and there on my Instagram account, instant result and needn’t say much. I’m Thepixiemum if you want a peep. It is… Continue reading Sunday afternoon
A book has been written called Morning by Allan Jenkins, there is an article in today’s paper and whilst we don’t rise at such an early hour as some of those interviewed Ian & I are continuing to wake at 6.30, occasionally just before the alarm, to feel better for it, as the article tells… Continue reading Still March
My body clock is all over the place, the last two mornings OH and I were up early, just after 6am, to prepare breakfast for DS, he stayed two nights here, we live nearer the venue where he is hockey umpiring than he does. It isn’t often we have the chance to be alone with… Continue reading Mad March days
Tomorrow morning it is Book Club gathering, just the second this year, we have plenty of time to read the book yet it was just today I finished “A model murder” by Celia Conrad. I had started the book, put it aside whilst life was busy, these last few days picked it up again, with… Continue reading Book Club
The ‘i’ in iPhone and iPad is supposed to stand for instinctive, but not with me. Although many years ago information retrieval was part of the curriculum at the then Liverpool Library School and the idea that librarians were the first search engines gels with me I struggle at times with my iPad. Yesterday morning… Continue reading Instinctive?