Last week’s Friday self knew how this week’s Monday self was going to be. Last week’s Friday self knew my Monday self was going to be a tad emotional when she got to work after having put her son on a plane bound for the big wide world and a new life. So my Friday … More My Week In Pictures – Being OK
I’m going to whisper four little letters very quietly and try not to cry when I do. GDPR I’m sorry, I really sorry. I know you’re banging your head off the screen as one more person spams you with an email saying I won’t be spamming you. Are you awash with GDPR Data Protection emails … More Sorry For What I’m About To Say….
This is my son who hates having his photo taken so I had to catch him unawares and now his hands look huge. When his hands were little he would hold mine as I walked him to nursery, crossed him over the road or walked him along the street. I don’t know when he stopped … More The Empty(ing) Nest
Three years ago this month, my husband Orkney Beef became very ill overnight with sepsis. Life flipped on its head and I was faced with the very real possibility that I may have to become his carer. This was something I was willing and able to do should the need arise but I was also … More Who Cares?
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It’s international women’s day and thousands if not millions of women will be sharing stories of inspiring women from around the globe. Many of them who have changed the world and their stories reach far and wide. They are incredible women. I on the other hand want to say…
And those of you who think libraries are boring clearly haven’t read the Orkney Library Twitter page. It’s absolutely hilarious and another 47.4 thousand readers think so too. See here for some of the best ever #bookface entries on the internet. @OrkneyLibrary but laugh quietly please, you’re in a library. … More Shhhhh Quiet Please
So to summarize I have no cards written and still not all presents wrapped and no Christmas pudding because I forgot to buy one (and going back to the shops would mean spending another £86 on ‘essentials’) and the house still looks like it’s been turned over. I have the beginning of two black eyes thanks to smacking myself in the face off the car door whilst taking the aforementioned shopping in the house, I staggered in crying and shouting GET SOMETHING COLD! Tech Support rummages through the shopping and comes out with a bag of frozen stuffing. I try that for about 10 seconds before shouting COLD CLOTH COLD CLOTH and repeatedly asking him if it was broken or bleeding. Thankfully not, but when things calmed down he said to me ‘in other news, you’re the ugliest cryer’ Oh how we laughed. Quite frankly, all I want for Christmas is this to be left alone.