20th January, 2023

Poetic licence.  Yes, I know that it's not Friday, 20th January but I had already set up the file and, technically, that means I am still within the week ...  I've had a bit of a mental block these past few days, though, procrastinating all the while and ignoring the...

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10th January, 2023

Hang on!  Just pulling on my Bison pelt and Davy Crockett fur hat in a bid to stave off the cold and encourage my fingers to work ...  I jest but needs must and I may be driven to join Alexander Fuller in her yurt in Wyoming - she lives above her horse - before long. ...

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31st December, 2022

Oh, my gosh!  I thought I'd have a quick read over my post of 31st December last year.  Serene as ever?  Raging, more like.  I thought this year had flown by - and, it has - but, reading back, not only does it seem a lifetime ago but I question how we survived!  The...

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23rd December, 2022

Things are not going well!  Firstly, who the hell is DJ Spoony?!  Exactly.  My point.  Seems that Ken Bruce has the audacity to take another week off, next week, and I am left with DJ Spoony!  2022 in a nutshell.  The very name is enough.  Is it a bird or a plane or...

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16th December, 2022

This isn't going to be good!  Desperately searching for that 'little spark of madness' because I desperately don't want to be 'nothing'!  Oh, look, not even two lines in and the exclamation marks are breeding ...  No blooming wonder, I say.  No blooming wonder. It's...

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9th December, 2022

Check the date!  Ninth of December.  Forever ingrained in my memory, it is Donny's Birthday.  My God, it's his 65th to be precise!  Reality check or what?  As for those oblivious to Donny ... deprived.  Utterly deprived.  Not even worthy of an exclamation mark. Moving...

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1st December, 2022

'An elderly lady who just got her words wrong.'  The benign words of Jeremy Vine on Radio 2 at lunchtime today.   Of course, he was referring to Lady Susan Hussey, the late Queen's closest friend and lady-in-waiting for more than sixty years, who was forced to resign...

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28th November, 2022

Saturday night, my phone pinged beside me, alerting me to the sad, sad news - the death of Doddie Weir.  He was only fifty-two years old.  The rain was teeming down outside, as though tears ...   Please, Stop the Rain ... I thought it had stopped But I was wrong...

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21st November, 2022

Last Thursday evening found me in the New Picture House, St Andrews, familiar to me since I was a little girl.  In fact, as though stepping back in time, nothing has really changed and I suspect the nostalgic surrounds only served to enhance the charm of a film set in...

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15th November, 2022

Could the weather be any more miserable?  Yes, yes, it is November and I have never liked the eleventh month.  It's miserable!  Only thing it has going for it is the build-up to Christmas.  I mean, imagine if November was just suspended in the middle of nowhere.  Just...

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11th November, 2022

I did come back from Rome.  Sunshine, blue skies, thirty degrees, umbrella trees; history at every turn, Cervaro at The Hassler, Vincent van Gogh ... and then Ryanair!  In the words of John Lennon, 'Reality leaves a lot to the imagination'.  He was right and,...

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28th October, 2022

What does one write on a sunny, hot day in Rome when this is the last thing one feels like doing and one has nothing to say?  Seriously.  No scribbled notes, no nothing.  All the news from the UK is just more of the boring same.  In one ear and out the next.  No...

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‘You’re only given a little spark of madness and, if you lose that, you’re nothing.’

Robin Williams