Archive for September, 2007

Building a nation

Sunday, September 30th, 2007

Wales are out of the World Cup. I had to say it again, just for it to sink in. You sounded as if you were on the edge of your seat at the end there. I feel I must warn you, however, if you are going to begin to follow Welsh rugby, there’s something you [...]

Success and failure

Saturday, September 29th, 2007

Wales are out of the World Cup. You know already. You told me. I may come back to this point later, if I can face it. Meanwhile, there may be national despair, but in Flossie’s house there is personal success. I have running cold water in my bathroom handbasin.
Sheesh, it was nothing. Really. Ah, go [...]

Kiss of life

Saturday, September 29th, 2007

Last night when you called I had my lips pressed around the cold water tap. It didn’t come back to life. Maybe I just don’t have what it takes.
A quiet morning was spent filtering the plumbing section of some useful DIY websites. Nothing I have read has disuaded me from thinking I have an air [...]

She must have sufficient sleep

Friday, September 28th, 2007

It is a well understood phenomenon that I need more sleep than you. This is not a new thing. I need much sleep. Lots. Then a bit more.
It doesn’t make me lazy per se, just, well, tired I guess.
So, combine this with the fact that I am also struggling with your routine-shift. You may be [...]

Are the tomatoes Jeremy or Tim?

Thursday, September 27th, 2007

Over coffee I was talking plants with a colleague. I have some young Alpine strawberry plants for her, from the runners mine has been putting out.
I have been encouraging her to grow some fruit and veg, but this year hasn’t been a good year for crops. She has a handful of green tomatoes on her [...]

The friendly dictator

Thursday, September 27th, 2007

I was listening to the radio this morning as the news came in. My colleague joined me just after I’d heard reports that the soldiers had started firing at the Burmese monks. Sensing my anger and concern he asked if I knew anybody out there.
‘No’ I replied. ‘I just get annoyed when people treat others so badly. [...]

Lessons in life #45

Tuesday, September 25th, 2007

Never leave the house after three espressos and no lunch.

Who said that?

Monday, September 24th, 2007

I understand when you don’t spot the quote from Keats [Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness], even ‘though the clue was in the title [To Autumn], but when you don’t recognise your own quotes [Curse that inexorable celestial dance] when I quote them back at you. Sheesh, you’re just not paying attention.

Written in the stars

Monday, September 24th, 2007

After a quick walk to test out my new coat I crashed in front of the box. I should know better than to watch afternoon telly, but Alan Titchmarsh was interviewing an astrologer. I have to admit that I am fascinated by the cobblers of astrology.
Anyhow, this guy was talking about how it was more [...]

To Autumn

Sunday, September 23rd, 2007

So, the season has changed overnight. To be truthful, it could have taken two – I didn’t open the curtains yesterday. Nevertheless, it seems that what little summer we’ve had is over.
The beech nuts are falling, the leaves are turning colour. The squirrels are scampering, collecting all the acorns they can find, hiding their precious [...]

from the Dragon’s mouth