
Bottoms up!
I actually got to see a health professional in person! And not just a GP or, as is the norm here now, the practice nurse (brilliant as she is) but a musculoskeletal expert. I’m not quite sure how I pulled … Continue reading Bottoms up!
I actually got to see a health professional in person! And not just a GP or, as is the norm here now, the practice nurse (brilliant as she is) but a musculoskeletal expert. I’m not quite sure how I pulled … Continue reading Bottoms up!
Last night D decided to look up my name, Eryl, can’t remember why, but the first thing that came up was a hotel in Bangor called Eryl y Mor and this made him look up what Eryl means. Which led … Continue reading Lookout, lookout!
How lovely it was to be out in the fresh sea air on Saturday, instead of pacing my room reading tweets from disgruntled Trump supporters and speculative articles in the New York Times. Instead of trying to find out what … Continue reading A Breath of Air
It started when I was asked to contribute to a multi artist collaborative project to which I couldn’t say no, regardless I didn’t possess the necessary skill set. One day I’ll try and take this piece of my psyche apart … Continue reading Printable Sticky Fabri-Solvy
Hello, you have landed on post #2 of a series in which I examine what it is to be a procrastinator in lockdown. In post #1 I found a delightful chap called Tim Urban on YouTube. He was giving a … Continue reading Lockdown Lethargy #2: What’s Going On?
This is going to be mostly pictures because my right hand gets really sore when I type at the moment. Bloody rubbish for a writer. Sunday’s Walk On Sunday we broke with tradition and, instead of our usual tramp up … Continue reading The Daily Walk Continues
As I said in my last post I seem to be having trouble concentrating on anything and am, thus, feeling a bit useless. My routine, which I prize amongst all things, isn’t serving its purpose. Or should I say, I’m … Continue reading Lockdown
So, here we are then, all stuck inside waiting for the beast to sniff us out and come knocking on the door disguised as a friendly neighbour or lost delivery guy. We get a lot of lost delivery guys (both … Continue reading I Need a Haircut & Other Whinges
Dave and I have taken ourselves off to the Isle of Whithorn this year, it’s marvellously bleak, and we’re in a very cosy little chalet surrounded by the sea. We arrived yesterday, and today we went walking to St. Ninian’s … Continue reading Merry Christmas to You!
I have no idea what’s going on, England has just given a man who seems like evil incarnate a mandate to do whatever he wants. Figures seem to show that child poverty is rising; that more and more homeless people … Continue reading On Doubt