Obligatory steam train photo to illustrate the "all change" post title. Or was the title simply an excuse to use this photo? (30 September 2011)

All change

I went to see my GP on Friday and had a bit of a shock when I discovered that the locum standing in for her is younger than me! Yes, I have reached That Age where the world is being …
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Chocolate cake at Maunsel Lock on the Taunton canal path (4 September 2011)

S is for …

Silence is golden At least, that’s what I’ve been telling myself. I’ve been nagged, moaned at and had an “are you still with us?” communication. Ooops. Here I am! And it’s not even as though I can blame a lack …
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Jo at the Western Wall with the Dome of the Rock in the background (10 September 2005)

I and J are for …

Israel and Jerusalem Today’s news of further violence between Israel and the Palestinians has made my heart sink. Regardless of the rights and wrongs (and let’s face it, after such a prolonged history of violence, everybody is right and everybody …
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Sunset in south Wales (15 September 2009)

Coding in progress

So, here we are, back at WordPress for the… third time? Anyone else feeling slightly dizzy? Anyway, for now, expect things to look a little odd and do things you might not expect. I’m currently sitting on the sofa with …
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Bailey had great teeth! (21 September 2009)

Stupid toothing teeth

Today, I have urgled on my sofa, pulled myself together and cycled to our monthly Stitch and Bitch group – the first I’ve made it to for ages – where I turned an old t-shirt into a potato storage bag …
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Scrumpy's Kune Kune piglets (17 September 2008)

Let sleeping pigs lie

I’m exhausted. Again. I feel quite cheated, as I woke up this morning feeling like “me” again, and happily pottered about, edited an article for the Downsizer website, did some bits and bobs, had lunch and and then took the …
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Sunset in south Wales (28 September 2009)

Purple and blue

An odd day. I’m shattered. Dog seemed content to substitute being brushed for a walk, so we briefly mooched around the orchard then scurried back indoors and haven’t really moved since. The clocks go forward at 2am. Time is meaningless …
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