Monthly Archives: September 2013

Ha! das boot is on the other foot…

It’s hard to relax when you invite people into your home, but if you don’t? You make a massive rod for your own back. Everyone has different ways of living, none is right or wrong: but it’s when you get a glimpse behind a closed door into someone’s home that you realise how territorial and […]

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Pleasantries#8: Many hands make light work

Oh my Granddad’s old mixing bowls! a sharp knife or two! a few vintage plates, countless pretty 1960s cutlery, some Tupperware and all of the unknown things I didn’t notice…lost children of my little orange themed kitchen. Yes, life is too short to sweat the little things, so why does a missing plate rile me […]

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Taking me to the cleaners: Chris sings the blues

As a landlady, the issues of housekeeping and harmony are never far from my mind. Most of these posts are about one or the other. Remember Chris our cleaner? I wrote about him here. He’s very good (at cleaning) but his visits are always tinted with an element of drama (queenness). I can tell how […]

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calm reflection of a big sea; and gleefully we carry on

I’ve won many times. A fancy dress costume competition as ‘Noddy’ aged four, a podium place in ‘the world’s toughest yacht race‘ (Global Challenge 2004-2005), a scratch card for £1000, a scholarship at school for pretending I wanted to be a doctor when I grew up, and recently a place on the Masters degree at […]

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