Tuesday was the anniversary of lockdown, here, and I meant to write this post then. But I had my first jag on Monday and looking at the computer screen gave me a headache. Back to normal now. Though I am … Continue reading Lockdown, One Year On.
It’s seven thirty-seven on a rainy Thursday morning, and I’m just about to take the first sip of my second cup of coffee. I don’t usually have a second cup of coffee, by this time I’m usually out walking, either … Continue reading Following a Thread
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
Who knew beard trimmers were quite so fierce? All I wanted to do was tame some of the bulk, but I now have the haircut of a small boy who wouldn’t sit still for his mother’s blunt scissors? Unfortunately, in … Continue reading Lockdown Insanity: An Instance
I’ve decided to have a break from the Procrastination posts, mostly because I’m procrastinating about how to proceed. Instead, today, I give you ‘nature red, in tooth and claw.’ Most mornings I walk Gallow Hill, which is pretty much just … Continue reading Daily Walk: A Mouseless Head
I typically need someone to disappoint if I’m going to get a job finished. If I have a real person relying on me to do something, and a real reason for doing it, I’ll do it to the best of … Continue reading Lockdown Lethargy*
It’s a month since the UK government announced lockdown. The Husband and I began our personal self isolation a week earlier on March 16, so, five weeks and counting, we’ve pretty much adapted to our new routine. The only thing … Continue reading Unlocking
Last week we should have been on the Isle of Bute, celebrating my birthday with baklava* and views of the sea. But, for obvious reasons, we had to cancel the trip and stay home. So, instead, I baked my own … Continue reading Lockdown Birthday
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
Eryl Gasper-Dick, still curious 