I’m traumatised. No, I haven’t had to frog a project. This is for real. I’ve just had a totally unexpected freakout and it has showed me that I was traumatised by events some years ago.

It wasn’t pleasant at the time. It certainly rattled me. I would not have judged it as trauma then, but clearly it has stayed with me.

I’m not sure that I want to explain. I don’t think I want to think about it hard enough to write it down. It might be better for me if I did. Not now, though, because I’m shaky and my head is reeling.

What brought it on? An item on the radio at lunchtime, discussing something that I was close to in the early Nineties. How odd that it should surface now, completely out of the blue (and so soon after a relevant conversation I had yesterday.) I had to turn the  radio off. I sat and looked through my tears at Mr L and said, “I can’t listen to this. I don’t want to listen to this… TURN IT OFF!” and just sat there, shaking and crying.

I think I resent the outside world coming into my peedie part of Orkney and reminding me of all its awfulness.

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December Reflections 4: Red

December Reflections 4: Red

Nature is red in tooth and claw and nobody knows this better than a person that shares their life with cats… At 4 am today there was a thud, followed closely by another thud, and another. It sounded curiously like a rather fat cat pouncing on something. “Has Dusty brought some prey in?” The Crooked Man went to investigate. Dusty had indeed brought some prey in and when he saw his dad, he let goContinue readingDecember Reflections 4: Red

In a pickle

In a pickle

Shops are now open to sell anything on their shelves and we are no longer restricted to purchasing whatever some government official has deemed to be “essential”. We popped out to The Shed yesterday as I needed some parcel tape to package up some things that I need to be posting off. We had to hunt, it wasn’t in the Stationery section, but we eventually found it in the DIY area. It’s not of greatContinue readingIn a pickle

Recent movements of the: Deux Escargots

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post by mail. who is this user Beth Loft 86390, France

October 29, 2020 at 12:12PM

It’s mass migration time! #livereportingfromtheroad #france #autumn2020 #thelockdowndash

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