@AndSmelly
Changes, disturbances, a whirlpool of disruption. Normal life a distant memory. Temporary solutions, barely getting by. Vacillating between the challenges and spinning all the plates, nothing's broken, yet. Whenever people have asked me "how's it going" lately, my response has been "there's a lot of life going on right now". If you follow my Instagram,… Continue reading Turmoil
This is the second post I've started this evening. The first one, I was just rounding off when large boy came to sit next to me. He peeked over my shoulder and objected that I was mentioning an argument we had last week. Since my very point that I had been making was that I… Continue reading Turning point
We're all a mess Everything hurts Nobody sleeps Bodily comfort is for the lucky Large boy has been writing couplets and sets for a rap at school. I think he'd be utterly horrified with my spontaneous attempt at letting out my frustrations with our physical defects through the medium of Sunday morning poetry. Well, himself… Continue reading A litany of injuries
Between the stuff in the new about the "self-proclaimed misogynist" arrest in Romania, comments about autism and criminality, and various other things that have been going on in my real world lately, I've been thinking about the trouble with all the isms. Here's my conclusion. All the isms are based on the precept that different… Continue reading The Trouble with Isms
Towards the end of last year, I shared that I was feeling generally fed up and uninspired about blogging. Lots of lovely people shared their sympathy and suggested a break - which I duly took over the festive season. I've been thinking (and avoiding thinking) about this blog and its future for several months now.… Continue reading New Schedule
Last year I shared large boy's Christmas poem from 2020. This year I've got the one he wrote in 2021, I wonder if he's been writing one at school this year. It seems clear that the teacher tasked them with writing it in the shape of the tree, but I love the alliteration and use… Continue reading Christmas Tree Poem
In one of the last episodes of the final season of The Walking Dead (yes we've watched them all, I've had zombie fatigue at times but himself as pushed me through), Ezekiel and Negan have a discussion about how to revolt in a prison camp. They discuss fear, but ultimately decide that hope is a… Continue reading Hope
I'm very thankful to know many lovely folks from the USA. Some are friends from my university years, some are ex-colleagues, some are current co-workers and some are virtual friends I know from blogging. I'm thankful for them all. Having had a bit of a writers block lately and felt sorry for myself, I'm particularly… Continue reading Thankful
Sometimes events conspire to make something happen. On Friday I wrote about feeling fed up and uninspired and lots of people were supportive, suggesting a break might be needed. I suspect they might be right and I'm going to review what I do in the new year. However, just writing about how I was feeling has… Continue reading My Christmas Posts
I've got to confess I'm struggling with blogging lately. My inspiration is limp and floppy. I'm fed up in general, just a bit frustrated and unmotivated. I haven't got a post for today. I've got three or four drafts that are just a title but it's Thursday night, 6.30pm. Himself is about to take large… Continue reading Fed up and uninspired
Smelly Socks and Garden Peas 