Author Archives: Gary

There are times when I really, really wish I had a gas mask at home. Something that would cover my nose and mouth, allowing me to happily carry out housework tasks without having to smell them. Or taste them. Wouldn’t … Continue reading →

Storm Brendan appeared to have blown himself out. This morning, while grey, was dry and not windy at all. This is a complete change to the last few days. Not that the park is particularly dry. Splodgy would be closer … Continue reading →

I find it difficult having favourites. My favourite movie is, in fact, five movies. My favourite book is probably about ten. If I had to choose a favourite city, it would most likely be the one I’m in. And, likewise, … Continue reading →

I returned to the gym this morning. It’s the first time since December 3 last year. Because of Paris, Bath, Florence and gout, I’ve been waiting. And this morning the wait was over. I reckon I might ache tomorrow. One … Continue reading →

Before drifting off to sleep I generally read a few pages. To be truthful I usually only manage one. Except when I have an early night and can get through a chapter. The books I tend to read before sleep … Continue reading →

Mirinda returned to guitar class today. She then had her usual Holly Bush brunch before coming home and working on her next blog post. I haven’t talked much about her blog because it’s to do with her research and work. … Continue reading →

Being a Friday and with the gradual return to life in the Normal Lane, I spent most of it researching soldiers. Mirinda, also grasping the mettle of work, spent most of the day on the phone. She has a big … Continue reading →

It was a glorious morning today. This was reversed in the early afternoon with torrential rain but, for the pre-lunch part of the day, it was gorgeous. In fact, it was so gorgeous that Mirinda took the girls for an … Continue reading →

Today my cake was ready to be sliced and devoured. Well, a wedge of it anyway. It’s far too dense for more than a slice to be devoured at any single sitting. Actually, I released it a bit early as … Continue reading →

Three older ladies boarded the train with me this morning. They were all dolled up in their finery as if they were off to the theatre. Or a WI luncheon. Or the opening of a new art gallery. Where ever … Continue reading →