Flossie’s Tales

Do not attempt to giftwrap an item in silver shiny paper whilst suffering with a headache.

When undergoing DIY you will need more conditioner than seems reasonable.

Yet another layer of undercoat is on the walls, and there’s nothing more I can do until it is dry. Glancing at the time I decide it is probably about lunchtime.
It is only when the tools are down and washed that I realise I am not actually hungry. I check the time again. It is [...]

For one hour later this evening, the lights go off. I’ll also turn off pretty much everything else too. This will leave me without my computer to entertain me or the TV to distract me; without music to listen to or lights to read by.
So how come, when I have the perfect excuse to light [...]

This evening I recalled a conversation I had with a colleague one morning a few years ago. A generation older, her daughters are about my age. She’s fab although she has a tendency to mother me on occasion. I’m not always against that. What I find interesting is the fact that I remember this particular [...]

Climbing over my mattress to get to the bath this afternoon I spotted the manufacturers label. I don’t think I’ve read it before. I’d have remembered their strapline.
The beds more people are settling on.
Was their entire marketing department asleep?

There is a quirk I have. I know, I have a fair few, but this one never fails to entertain me when I realise I am doing it.
One of my earliest memories is of sitting on the bottom step of our staircase at home, my Dad at my feet teaching me to tie my shoelaces. [...]

Have you seen Mam?
I don’t know. What does she look like?
She looks like my Mam.
I’m afraid that doesn’t help me. Can you remember what she was wearing?
Her name’s Janet.

But I don’t want to go to bed.
Not because I’m four years old and want to stay up with the grown ups, but because my bed is scattered between three different rooms, my bedroom in inhabitable and the route to my spare bed requires delicate negotiations over several large items of furniture already responsible for [...]

So with the assistance of numerous tools and even more patience, my bedroom door now opens my favoured way. The light switch is now on the wrong side, but seeing as the central light fitting has broken this matters little.
The floor, like most things in this house, is uneven, making the door swings open rather [...]