Have you ever wondered what happened to the five little ducks who went swimming one day, over the hill and far away? Or even how that Mummy duck felt when finally only one little duck came back? No. I haven’t either. Until now that is. I now know that two of those goddamn little ducks ended up in our garage.
Sad face 😩, I dropped my Fitbit ( otherwise known as my Christmas Present) on the kitchen floor. The face cracked. 😩. So, I got onto Fitbit and it appears they don’t offer repairs/replacements.
It does however mean that they will offer you a small discount on the purchase of a new Fitbit.
WHAT???? I mean, WHAT?
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Wishing you all a very happy and healthy 2018 full of good times and much laughter. x
It is December the 21st and I am in a room full of strangers (well, almost full and I am with my friend, E, who is awesomeness personified). In this room (almost) full of strangers are a series of trestle tables upon which are laid out a couple of hundred cadavers. No, I am not in some weird CSI nightmare, unless it is an avian massacre episode. Yes, my friends, I am in a room (almost) full of dead birds. In fact I am at a turkey auction. Happy Christmas everyone! Continue reading “Tinsel, Turkeys and Traditions (or a Christmas Story)”
Sometimes you read a book and it plays on your mind, making you question accepted beliefs and existing norms, even questioning where you stand in the grand scheme of life. I have just finished reading Down Among the Women by Fay Weldon, and this has prompted some degree of careful introspection on the state of our society. Continue reading “Down Among the Women and Gender Equality”
Bing bong bing bong – bing bong bing bong went the doorbell.
“Hmmm. I hope they’re up T.”
Scraaatch squeak bang as the bolt was drawn across the lock and the door opened.
“What are you doing here? You’re a bit early aren’t you?”
“WHAT?????” was my verbal response whereas WTF??????? was bouncing round my brain…
This is a post I should have published on 16th December 2016 as that was Local Charities Day, however the best of intentions always seem to end up getting slightly skewed and so here I am posting it two weeks later. However, I am still posting it, it is still relevant, and with the New Year upon us it is perhaps even more relevant that I get it ‘out there’.
With all apologies for the tardiness set to one side, I would like to take the opportunity to tell you all about a local charity that I think is fabulous and to give you a few reasons for choosing to donate your time and/or money to Local Charities as well as, or instead of, the large nationals.
“But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence”
The Sound of Silence, Simon & Garfunkel
Do you know what the sound of silence actually sounds like? I’m not talking about the exceptionally brilliant Simon and Garfunkel classic, we all know what that sounds like. I do mean the sound silence makes.