Flossie’s Tales

A mother to her daughter:
I think it’s about time you got yourself another horse.

Ibuprofen – Check.
Fresh coffee – Check.
Indulgent croissant from the deli over the road – Check.
Let the day begin.

One of the things I like about Christmas is that clementines are in season. They taste nice. Especially nice right now. I don’t know why, but I’m not a fan of oranges nor mandarins, but the humble old tangerine (why are they not called tangerines anymore?) hits the spot.
I just snaffled a clementine that was [...]

Holy cow, I didn’t know Tom Jones was Welsh!

I’m baking today, just a small addition to a Christmas meal I’ve been invited to tonight.
Trouble is, my kitchen will be a bombsite all day with a veritable feast for nine being prepared.
I invited myself to a friend’s kitchen. He lives alone and will likely allow anything for a sneak preview of my Festive Portuguese [...]

A teenage couple sat on the metro. They were staring straight ahead, motionless and expressionless. They didn’t chat or communicate or acknowledge the other’s existence, yet I knew they were together. They didn’t touch, but were connected by tell tale white wires. One connecting her pocket to her left ear, the other from her pocket [...]

This week’s media brought to us the news that common old mongrel mutts were more self aware than previously understood. Resorting to jealousy, even, under laboratory conditions. The scientists claimed that this level of awareness of the self and others around it had only previously been witnessed in primates. Really? Have they not lived with [...]

Oh no. It’s raining. Let me put my hood up.
It’s only water, you wuss.
Water is dangerous. You can *drown*!

My alarm beeps. I sleepily hit snooze, but knowing I have an early appointment across the far end of town I begrudgingly drag myself out of bed. Wrapped in my dressing gown and towel I trudge to the bathroom, not yet awake, flinching at the bright light of the bathroom. The floor is cold under [...]

I’m glad men can stand to go to the loo. Particularly when their backs are to the door. That way, I have no idea if my housemate realises he didn’t lock the door and I walked in on him mid pee.