For a moment, there, I thought I'd lost my notes!  Help!  How would I remember?  Well, firstly, the points I choose to scribe for further discussion are, of course, most worthy ... at the time.  As the folded pieces of paper build, however, I tend to bin them...

Oh, look, it's Nile Rodgers!  Could that be Nile Rodgers?   Wow!  Don't worry, blink away, you won't miss him ... Apologies but I cannot be alone?  For months, now, the guy I, once, only associated with that record, 'Le Freak' by Chic, has, seemingly, become God-like,...

Help!  Why is it that there is never enough time?  I shouldn't really be writing this at all but OCD, as I am, I planned to, so I will.  Added to that, we are on the brink of the Platinum Jubilee celebrations, don't you know, and the return of Meghan and Harry.  Blood...

Good grief!  I am all Piers Morgan-ed out!  The thing is - apart from the fact that he is on screen every night on TalkTV - I have been planning to send him some of my material for a while.  Piers Morgan, Uncensored.  Trish-Trash, A Voice Outwith the Crowd.  We're one...

'Money can only give happiness where there is nothing else to give it.' Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility That was today's quote in my 'Jane-a-Day', my little five-year diary given to me, specifically, for the 365 Jane Austen witticisms.  You'd be surprised how many...

When did I become detached from this world?  Increasingly, I am struggling to understand where I fit in.  In truth, I don't want to fit in with what it has become.  This week, I have found it particularly difficult.  Obviously, there is the ongoing atrocities in...

I told you my OCD was ebbing with age!  I know, I've let my reader down, whether he be in Aberdour, Azerbaijan or Argentina, it's just not good enough.  Whether an irritant or a substitute for Calm - that's the name of a sleep app for anyone unfamiliar - there is, I...

My good intentions amounted to nothing, yesterday.  I was, smugly, organised too - or so I thought.  Morning beach walk followed by supply shop, then ... the whole thing went pear-shaped.  Family interruptions and outings.  Long prone to a touch of the OCDs - which I...

Right.   It's 2.30pm and I am giving myself one hour.  Honestly, I have no clue where the time goes - or why this computer is so keen on double spacing between words!   Maybe my typing skills are too advanced and it can't keep up.  That's it.  Mrs Pole, you would be...

I'm starting this very late in the day and I'm not quite sure whether I have been deliberately procrastinating or I, genuinely, have been busy?  Suffice to say, I spent about an hour and a half on the beach this morning, going straight there after the food shop.  It...

I feel like a naughty charge who outwitted her governess, lured by the sea and sunshine, her imagination all-consuming ...  Translated, it was sunny and I was in need of a vitamin D boost.  What of my blog?  It could wait and, after all, what greater inspiration than...

Good Friday.  I heard on the radio this morning - I think it was Pause for Thought on Radio 2 - that someone had questioned whether Easter marked the birth of Jesus ...  Yep, that's what we're dealing with!  To be honest, it's hardly surprising as one is engulfed in a...