I’m living in a white and white world today and it’s all very strange…

Oh dear. I have absolutely nothing to say!
The weekend is a blank. I’ve cooked a fair bit and messed around with Facebook. That’s it. Nothing of interest whatsoever.
The stove still isn’t in – but we do have an algae-free back yard.
Um.
No.
Sorry.
There just isn’t anything at all.
Is this a NaBloPoMo Fail? or does waffling on about [...]

Today’s post brought my annual statement for my endowment policy. It makes for depressing reading – thank heaven we no longer count on it to pay off the mortgage. A quick mental calculation this morning suggests that I have just about as much in there as I have paid in. I would have done better [...]

Sorry – there really is nothing to report around here. I should have gone to town today but woke feeling very sub-par and promptly tucked the duvet back around my ears. Lunch actually came out of a jar (good grief!) – so there’s nowt to write about there, either. There’s been no knitting done today, [...]

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Ten days into November already? And we haven’t failed yet. Nor entirely, anyway – I can scarcely say that the vision of quality has been achieved. Times are difficult however and I must settle for jotting down a few thoughts on most days – today being one of those days.
RAK packages have been sent. Soup [...]

Today’s tale is one of frustration, so I do not plan to tell it. You, dear reader, do not need to know of the trauma associated with running Wordpress on Dreamhost, and the sheer frustration of being ignored when asking non-paying clients to host their site elsewhere – when the same clients want instant updates…
What [...]

And what a day it is! Beautiful. Still, warm, and with that light that is only experienced in Orkney. I very much wanted to go looking for seal babies today…

My back went ping this morning, so any strangeness in this post may be attributed to the Distalgesic…
We elected to make an early start on the weekend and after the work PC was shut down and the animals fed and exercised, a large and  very hot bath was enjoyed, while suitably chilled white wine was [...]

Remember, remember, the fifth of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot.
I see no reason why Gunpowder Season
Should ever be forgot.