Who moved my cheese?

Coming down from my Favourite Daughter’s (FD) wedding weekend I did not expect to blog about cheese. However since I bequeathed myself sole responsibility for sourcing a Cheese Tower for these nuptials – as an alternative to a traditional wedding cake – I feel an update is warranted. Besides, I have been milking three family…

Average Secrecy

I am reassured to read in the media that ‘The Average Britain keeps nine kinds of secrets,’. This goes some way to reducing the shame I sometimes feel at not unleashing some of my ‘little idiosyncrasies’ on my unsuspecting reader. Stay with me: there is a research paper from the University of Melbourne and Columbia…

Minimal blogging

I sit on my bedroom floor wondering if I can complete the challenge I have set myself to declutter my life during February; since I am only on Day 8 of this 28 day challenge I may need to reconsider the rules if I want to succeed. I only have myself to blame. This is…

Januaried

Usually I give no air time to looking backwards. I like to boast that I only look forward; ‘no good looking over your shoulder losers, we are not going in that direction’. Then – like every other mortal – I hit January and start showing some empathy towards the two-faced god Janus who liked to…

Making history

Since discovering the merits of lunchtime drinking (#lastblogreader), it feels timely to share an update on my day time drinking exploits. I should also note that as the new school term starts on Monday, this teacher promises to put her beer goggles back on ice and will remind herself that she has signed up to…

Prexmas

In this post Christmas lull, I read attempts to rebrand these ebbing days of 2025 as ‘Twixmas’ or ‘Crimbo Limbo’ (No! On every level) These ‘do’ nothing for me. Instead, I make the case for a pre-Xmas mini break – a booster shot to see people through the hinterland of Christmas and New Year. Due…

MOGulations

Here I still float, grinning on the crest of my son’s upgrade into the premier league – i.e. his marriage to my favourite daughter-in-law (FDIL) last weekend – but wondering how best to blog about the occasion without breaking any weddinquette boundaries. Admittedly I have lost my nerve. While I was contained enough to not…

If this isn’t nice, what is?

As we venture into December it feels timely to undertake some active noticing of what is going well. Someone will want to punch my Christmas lights out for starting this discourse, but I have no intention of gloating; this blog is a note to self to stop incessantly sighing and to show a little gratitude…

An Out Fit

A flurry of requests demand that I continue my weddinglogue series. Oh, ok, back in the real world my best friend asks how plans for my son’s wedding are going and I take this as a shameless nudge to write about myself again. I am more than happy to continue public service announcements for any…

Uncomfortable silence

I love a car journey – not for fuel price or traffic jam (not a total sadist) but because I love a podcast opportunity. I have ditched listening to the news on my daily commute and, although I am now a poorly informed member of society, I have much lower blood pressure. An open road,…