Going pink

Why is it that every time I paint my hands end up like this? (And I already washed them twice.) And why do my lovely new pristine brushes end up like this? And why do my wrists look so wrinkly in the top picture? Cough, anyway, as I was saying, how is it that when I paint, everything, and [...]

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Hairy knees and a little calm

There is something so good about spending the day ripping out a wardrobe. Mr B has taken Misses E and M to see Grandma, but I stayed home to destroy stuff. Clearing out Miss M’s top cupboards of the built in wardrobe in her little room yesterday I noticed mould and lots of it. [...]

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Pleasure or pain?

Hooray, the lergy has left the building. We’re all a bit tired but feeling much better so ta everybody and hope you feel better too babe. Now I have a tale for you. A sobering saga of torture, woe and extreme motion sickness. Imagine… You’re minding your own business. You’ve had a light [...]

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Hens hit Bath

As Saturday morning arrived bright and early thanks to the large resident cock (no pun intended)…(well ok, I meant it a little bit)… I awoke to the rustic beamed ceiling, the view from yesterday’s post, and silence. No cars, no buses, no general buzz of a town waking up. No alarm clocks, no small children jumping on [...]

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Bad Taste Bridesmaids

What can I tell you? For someone who was a little nervous about spending a weekend with a bunch of people of whom she only really knew about two of very well, I think it went ok. Seriously, I have just spent 3 days and two nights with a bunch of the loveliest girls. Though we [...]

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The secret is out

Tonight I am at a secret location in lovely historic Bath, where myself, and a whole bunch of fabulous chicks will be toasting our mate Lucy who gets married at the end of this month. We arrived here yesterday where if all went to plan we were visited by a wonderful chef who came [...]

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When boredom attacks

Sometimes you get a bit bored. Sometimes when you’re at your friends house, and they’re busy doing some work while you’re doing some writing, and the kids are playing upstairs and it’s raining outside and it’s quiet, quiet, quiet and you should be enjoying the freedom and the silence… you get a bit bored. So you’re sitting [...]

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