How nice it is to enjoy my garden again. I found the heat in Australia too much for me to spend much time working outside, whereas my husband didn't seem to mind it, so that became his domain. Coming home I found an overgrown shambles, which is gradually being reclaimed with the help of a nice... Sign in to see full entry.
It might not be a strange thing, at this time of year, to look out at bobbing yellow daffodils, but when you have lived overseas these are the things you notice. For me, Easter has always meant Spring, and an upswing in the spirits. As a child, it meant Easter Eggs, of course, and Sunday School... Sign in to see full entry.
Now that I'm back in England I have had to think about the big bad taxman, and today I rang our accountants to ask what I should be doing. In explaining, discreetly, the situation, the woman I spoke to said she had a friend in exactly the same position, who had come home after a number of years... Sign in to see full entry.
Anyone remember growing up with this slogan? It seems my post yesterday missed the mark. The link I included is to a new commercial for Mars, which made me laugh and so I wanted to share it with my friends. I hope I've whetted your appetite (no pun intended), but no matter. Sometimes a writer has no... Sign in to see full entry.
This is fun. I take no responsibility for anyone experiencing a sudden urge to go out and buy a Mars bar. http://www.guardian.co.uk/media/2008/feb/28/advertising Sign in to see full entry.
This was one of those odd coincidences that you don't think about until later. If you listen to the music it makes more sense of what follows. http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=gKXcHEHm0ps When I landed at Heathrow I knew I would be fine. I was home, and it felt wonderful. I phoned my best friend,... Sign in to see full entry.
I realise it's been quite some time since I last posted anything... a lot has happened in the past few months. I had been trying to get home to my former home in England since the beginning of 2007, knowing the tenancy was ending in May and we could terminate the lease - which meant I could come... Sign in to see full entry.
Each weekend encounter with you leaves me wanting you gone … days slip by, and I am me again, without your getting to me, being in my head, under my skin … Why can’t you leave me alone? Why won’t you let me be? I know you love me, in your way. A need, rather, not really love; you say you are nothing... Sign in to see full entry.
The four a.m. bird trills its two-tone note; I wish it would find a new tree, and let me sleep. And now the pretend-cuckoo, the kookaburra, and the raucous cockatoo in their dawn cacophony. I have been awake for hours. I still miss the blackbird, the speckled thrush, the winter robin and the naughty... Sign in to see full entry.
In for a penny, in for a pound....dave. invites us to post a ditty, written for The Game. Yes, the jackdaw pecked me too. Go to: http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Game/ Spider, spider on the wall, Who is the hairiest of them all? Beware the wily funnelweb, Playing dead in a black ball, Mind the... Sign in to see full entry.