Many things stick in my craw. It's probably part of the ageing process. I have learned to zip the lip over most things though because it's seen as irritating to comment on doors not being held open, dawdling shoppers with their bums stuck out as they lean on the trolley, and drivers who hit the … Continue reading Come ooon Karma!
So,here we are again. I started this blog on a different platform over 14 years ago. We were expecting Ashley at the time having got back together after a short split. The girls were starting school and we hated the house we lived in. I hoped to use it to get things off my chest … Continue reading Return of the Drivel
Todays post was to be about cats. Wil Wheaton, he of Stand By Me and Star Trek fame, posted a funny tweet about his cat. It sort of summed them up in a comical way. However, events are rumbling on here at Casa Crazy. Unfortunately, I can't post about it as I have suspected for … Continue reading The joys
I've neglected this blog while dealing with various issues. The largest of these has been Mum's move to a dementia wing about a mile or so away from our house. The last six months have seen her raging at the injustice of the move and demanding to be returned to her house - a move … Continue reading June
Dear Dad Conversations with you were always difficult. Being so much older than us was a part of it. I've tried hard not to carry on this trait with my kids - the gap in years between you and me is the same as it is between me and my girls. But mostly you weren't … Continue reading A letter to Dad
It was Mum's 76th birthday on Wednesday. We had meant to go over and see her but the weather has been hostile just lately. The news has focussed mostly on Scotland and the East coast where the brunt of the cold weather hit. We got off lightly but it was still foul here. Temperatures dropped … Continue reading Birthday Girl
The media in England have overreacted to a recent spell of snowy weather and cold. This time, an arctic system has bobbed south and sucked cold air in from the continent. They call it "The Beast from the East". You can hear me sighing, can't you? My youngest wondered briefly if school would be closed … Continue reading The Beast from the East?