Remember, remember, the fifth of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot.
I see no reason why Gunpowder Season
Should ever be forgot.
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NaBloPoMo 3: Now we need to organise a red hat
I got my first pair of Crocs recently – by default, they were for Mr L but were too small for him. I think they are great; enormously comfortable and exactly right for my daily lifestyle, they act like slippers in the house but are perfectly happy when worn to take the dogs out on wet grass or a wet and sandy beach. Sure, they look terrible and I feel like Minnie Mouse in them and I’m not all that happy about actually being seen in them…
Nablopomo Day 2: Dormant Dreams
Generally speaking, you will find me to be the happiest of women with my personal lot but now and again I do begin to hanker for things. A whim will arrive – and my whims normally require some funding. This I no longer have. I cannot say that I suffer any dissatisfaction, maybe just a little wistfulness. And today I am indeed wistful…
Nablopomo Day 1: Trying not to fail
Given my post the other day about wanting to liven things up around here, I was an easy target for Natalie’s reminder about Nablopomo. (A bit US-centric, as usual, but no reason why we International types cannot use it for a little impetus.) I’m a little uncomfortable. The fit ought to be good – I …