Tuesday, 26 May 2015

fu*k The Man

Was chatting with an elderly neighbour and asked him what his plans were for the day.
He replied, "Oh, I have some seedling potatoes from Scotland I need to plant."
Eyebrows raised, sotto voce, "They're illegal in the EU you know…"
Old age rebelliousness. 

Tuesday, 19 May 2015

Sungha Jung

This kid's playing moves me to tears.
(this is an old video, he is 19 now)
(that capo slide…sigh)

Friday, 1 May 2015

cheap thrills

Okay, so I have a thing for stationary products,
but just purchased this sharpener and it's such great item.

Tuesday, 28 April 2015

all in

Was trying to explain to my children the
difference between cohabitation and marriage.
It's the sense of "burning the ships" isn't it?
The finality?

Monday, 27 April 2015

shoe crisis

Having spent all of March barefoot or in the
flimsiest of sandals, my feet are rebelling.
Even my tried and true Converse feel constraining.
For years, I've aimed to wear wide toe, zero drop, thin shoes 
because I fear losing the strength and mobility of my feet.
As a result, my feet are getting wider (and stronger)!
Foot health is key to good alignment and mobility.

Friday, 24 April 2015


Those around me unanimously dislike these shoes.
I have mixed feelings.
Ugly, comfortable, durable, inexpensive (£2) 
and somehow charming (to me).

Tuesday, 21 April 2015


I've always felt friction between security and adventure;
seems like my personality precariously balances between extremes.
Security has won, but the other side of me wonders
about the road not taken. Parenting surely has tilted
me towards making conservative choices, but there are 
all those parents who toss caution to the wind and
travel around the world with wee ones in tow…
It has required conscientious thought to tamp
down impetuous self. 

Is this a common dichotomy?
Or do others mostly lean towards security or adventure?
Or do some simply not consciously think about it?

Friday, 10 April 2015

I've realised all the counting, curating, thinking
about my possessions and wardrobe is
really an attempt to feign control of my life.
It's obsessive and scarily similar to anorexia.
And yet it's soothing, and thankfully,
not harmful (perhaps annoying), so 
I don't think I will (can) stop.

Tuesday, 31 March 2015

fucking 'ell

I've always considered myself particularly fortunate;
life has been good to me.
But fucking hell!
With the new year came unexpected
trauma, drama and heartache - completely
unexpected of course.
Without sharing sordid details, the events
involved the health and well being of
a very close family member.
Many sleepless nights and thousands of pounds
later things are stabilised. 
Anyone who says money doesn't matter
is fooling themselves. Thank goodness I had
the resources to get the care necessary.
Frugality for the win!

Tuesday, 6 January 2015

I was admiring the packaging on this soap and
Would I enjoy the packaging so much if the soap had English words?
Do French people display soaps with English words on the packaging?
English speakers enjoy hearing English spoken with a French accent,
do French speakers admire French spoken with an English or other accent?
Do Chinese people enjoy hearing Chinese spoken with a French accent?
Does Hindu sound charming when spoken with an Italian accent?
Just wondering...