Tag Archives: Friends
I am not sure it is being housebound or my brain fog, but when the days all look the same I often cannot remember what day it is or when something happened. And then there are incidents that I cannot … Continue reading →
You can say a lot of things about me, but suspecting me of second sock syndrome is not one of them. That is what it is called if knitting a second, in most cases an identical, sock to form a … Continue reading →
On the first day of last year I had a close encounter with a lovely wren. It sat on a branch in our front garden very close to the window from which I could spy on it through the half-closed … Continue reading →
The new bin is called Mister Bin. I could not for the life of me imagine a bin being female. I welcomed him into his new home, showed him his place and wanted to put in a bag. That is … Continue reading →
Last week was not about Donald Trump, of course not! It was all about Jen Brea, a fellow ME-sufferer. And it was rather a good week for the ME community, all in all.
‘Well, thank you very much,’ a dear friend let me know sarcastically. After I mentioned the actor Robson Green, she spent a whole weekend watching a complete season of Grantchester. Of course, the poor thing couldn’t help herself. But I … Continue reading →