Frosty the Snowman

The last thing I expected to see that morning was a snowman with a carrot nose standing beside my laptop. Well of course it wasn’t a real snowman – just one of those awful blow-up dolls that you see in cheap shops. But how did it get there? More...

Christmas Parties

Christmas parties, or more specifically office Christmas parties are usually a disaster. I’ve been to so many I’ve lost count. Something embarrassing usually happens during the course of nearly every one I’ve been to. Once, when I was young and...
Eternal Choices

Eternal Choices

I was late leaving work on Friday evening, and my car was all steamed up on that murky November night. I know I should have started the engine and let it run to clear all my windows before leaving, but I was bursting for a wee, and wanted to get home quickly, so I...

There are fairies at the bottom of our garden

I know that there are definitely some fairies living at the bottom of my garden, and that they come into my house on a regular basis to cause havoc. In my house, the answer to any question such as “Who did this?” or “Who ate that?” never gets an answer from any member...

An incurable shopaholic

I used to be a shopaholic in the good old days when I was a no-quite-so-minimum wage earner, but when my Mother died and I inherited all her collections of “stuff”, I learned a very sharp lesson in life, for me that is. You can’t take it all with...

Reflections on Retirement

“How am I going to fill nine hours a day?” was the plaintive cry I made when I was compulsorily retired eighteen months ago. The plaintive cry has now changed to “How am I going to get my housework and garden done?”  Eighteen months into...