Category Life
rock the boat and stone the crows
This week I’ve been pondering what makes a stone a stone, a rock a rock and a boulder a boulder. Or to put it another way, when does a stone become a rock? My first thoughts – size does matter. To my mind a stone is apple sized and smaller. A rock is bigger than […]
mutton dressed as spam
I know it wasn’t my special day or anything, but I was one of the bridesmaids and so I thought, well I better make an effort. I normally feel like a little girl dressed up at weddings, never quite able to get it right, as if I’m wearing someone else’s grown-up dress. I would describe […]
War – huh – what is it good for?
On Sunday, after the fantastic Free-wheel event, K and I went to the Imperial War Museum to do a treasure hunt test (don’t ask). I’ve never been to the IWM before – looking at a load of gun, tanks, shells etc. doesn’t appeal. And why Imperial anyway? There were lots of visitors, mainly men taking […]
One, Two, Three…..
I’m reading a book about Chile called Travels in a Thin Country by Sara Wheeler. No particular reason, I’m not planning a trip to Chile, I haven’t heard great things about Wheeler’s travel writing. No, it has just been sitting on my bookshelf for 10 years, half read and abandoned. So I am finishing it […]
A can poo attitude
It’s me. I’m back. Sorry for the break in communications. The summer has blinked by, MA done and dusted, my year in Cornwall is over and I’m back in London. Yesterday I went for a walk to the shops, smiling at the bustle and hustle of people. The sun was shinning and I thought, maybe, […]

