Being engrossed in Lindsey Hislum’s biography of Marie Colvin. Canned peaches. And good strong Italian black coffee, lots of. The car breaking down several times. Me breaking down several times. Feeling inadequate and useless. Indulging in BBC iplayer for The Great British Sewing Bee and Race Across the World. Tears of relief when my boy made the British Junior Team. A cold like no other, forcing me to bed for two days and lasting three weeks. All the birthdays…….including the […]
Demolishing salty pear compote and Chana dahl. New Years Eve yoga where the asanas were long and the wind outside blew hard. Reading Muriel Sparks – The Hothouse by the River and 26 Grains (see pear compote and Chana dhal). Notes. And more notes. Dunking biscotti.
April is the month I love, but dread. All four of us celebrate birthdays within two weeks of each other, mine being the last. The days are longer, a whiff of promise of better things to come. But somehow I am always left knackered and stressed, usually to do with lack of finances and running around like an idiot. But……I am a firm believer that its the little things in life that make the big things in life. The little […]
June…..what did you bring me, what did I learn? I learnt I really really love our evening walks, we drive somewhere, we park, we buy good coffee and we pound the streets. This month was particularly fab as Edinburgh is starting to fill with tourists (not too much, but just enough) and the early summer evening light has been special allowing us to linger longer. I celebrated 22 years of marriage with this guy…… I started and failed to finish three books. I […]