“Run from what’s comfortable. Forget safety. Live where you fear to live. Destroy your reputation. Be notorious. I have tried prudent planning long enough. From now on I’ll be mad.”
Sonsie/Sonsy sonsy/ˈsɒnsi/adjective LITERARY•SCOTTISH adjective: sonsie having an attractive and healthy appearance. If you’ve ever read the MC Beaton, Hamish Macbeth, books you’ll know the long running story of Hamish and the WildCat he rescued. Sonsie has tufted ears and she’s very protective of Hamish. yt seems to have scrubbed all images of the original Highland Tiger. […]
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I make this soup for myself whenever I feel bloodless and exhausted. It has no name but the basics never change. Fry diced onion and sliced garlic in olive oil and garlic pepper for a while. Chuck in some sliced/diced carrots and potatoes. Mix and fry. Mix and fry. Add chicken stock and a tin […]
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Effoffasaurus I remember watching this film as a kid. ytc has decided that the film is inappropriate noooowadays, No Shit, Sherlock! Ustinov was a jobbing actor. He took what he was given. I’ve been around actors and comedians. With families. They NEEDed to work to earn money to feed their kids. I cleaned nasty, stinking […]
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Eeeek! Lock & Bar the doors. My own personal DB is planning a visit to us. From Wales. He’s one of my fave people in the world. Not allowed out of Wales ? Watch me and KMA. He has always been my go to in the 3D. Last time he was here he saw my […]
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Once Upon a Time. No. That’s the beginning of the story. At the end we get…. I COULD HAVE I SHOULD HAVE I WOULD HAVE OK. Time moves on. Could’ve/Should’ve/Would’ve are all followed with…IF ONLY YOU’D’VE. Projection. Much ? Barf! Once Upon a Time I lived in Disney World —- NOT. The Slipper is made […]
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I have never been inside here. But I have vivid memories of us snotty teenagers from Lincs going on a “school trip” to the Natural History Museum and ending up sitting on the steps of the Albert Memorial eating our Mummy-made packed lunches. One day I’ll enter these hallowed, music filled spaces. And maybe watch […]
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Well, ours did :o) We rescued a baby crow in the garden, nurtured him for a year and then let him fly away. He was named after Brooks’ crow in Shawshank! A favourite game of his, when we walked around the garden with Tsardog, was to stop and pull raspberries from our three runs and […]
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Brothers! They always shared the big room. I had the box room. But – before we all left home for good we shared a party wall. THEY were blasting Stiff Little Fingers and I blasted The Clash back. P.S. Before we moved up here we had an MOD moving order to Beirut. Himself had already […]
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Abba Fan in my Room. So. Shoot Me ? I’m loving this video. The F1RST time I’ve come across it. The vid that is. Not the song ;o) P.S. I so miss dancing on my kitchen table to Abba songs with my traveller-in-crime. Sigh.
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Total Rejection Yup. After all this pain and torture and humiliation and rejection. After ALL the BS, I’m FREE. In My World. Deuces :o) It’s my world that I want to have a little pride inMy world and it’s not a place I have to hide inYour life is a sham ’till you can say“Hey, […]
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I’m Exhausted just watching this :o( Grandad George taught me about Double Digging. Thanks, darling man. I STILL HATE doing it. Achy Breaky Back Excuse ? ? ? But……. Like life, one has to dig at least 2 spits deep. If not more to get Good Growth. I’m armchair double digging right now :o)
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Confused As,,, I put one clock forward this morning. But not the kitchen clock. So – I get shouted at. It’s x o’clock. I’m dying of the hunger! My reply : Just because the clock says a different time that doesn’t mean I AM on a different. #REWIND? I HATE this clock change thing-a-me-bob. Like […]
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Hidden History Research 