New and Bold: Savvy Politics

Why leave, as we’re told, when some are not sold? It’s not new and it’s not bold, to go back to the old.   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, May 2019 Written in response to Theresa May’s claim to have a ‘new and bold’ Brexit deal. See The Independent for further details.   Image by pixel2013 fromContinue reading “New and Bold: Savvy Politics”

Displaced: A Salopian Hincher in Suffolk

This house – my cave – has never truly hugged me. So, feeling the Hinch, I pick up my flimsy frying-pan turner, and get to work, scraping away the gunk of those who went before. Will this house now feel like a part of me – or, like gunk, do I still need to scrapeContinue reading “Displaced: A Salopian Hincher in Suffolk”

Savvy Book – Hinch Yourself Happy

Courtesy of my good friend, Waterstones, I just finished reading Mrs Hinch’s book of cleaning tips, ‘Hinch Yourself Happy’! Not being the tidiest of people (currently surrounded by mountains of dusty books), the last thing I expected was to become a convert. Why then, yesterday, did I find myself googling ‘Deflora’ to find out how toContinue reading “Savvy Book – Hinch Yourself Happy”

7: Knotted

Why give up a job that pays well? Shouldn’t I be grateful? Stop the whingeing and get on with it? Get on with what? Get on with trying to get to the peak of the mountain, whilst hanging on to the cliff face by old rope? Get on with the knowing that the only wayContinue reading “7: Knotted”

Struggling: A Pong with a Ping

Struggling to see the bar rising, I take a mallet and squish it down, hoping for a pingback.   Written by Jay Cool, in response to a descending staircase of viewings on her blog.   Image by Ulrike Mai from Pixabay

Vagabond: A Savvy Poem

  Vague? Is my plan for a future that is not yet here a tad too vague? And, being vague, am I destined to wander; to wander on from place to place and to ping on back from bone to bone, and back right in to the d e p t h s of theContinue reading “Vagabond: A Savvy Poem”

Foliage in the Middle: A Silly Poem

As woman reaches middle age, her middle bits shed hairs; so why’s it fair that ageing trees, grow leaves fed by her tears?   Copyright of poem and photo owned by Jay Cool, May 2019   If you would prefer to read something sensible about trees, take a read of: Giving Up the Day Job 6:Continue reading “Foliage in the Middle: A Silly Poem”

Getting Out of the Day Job 6: Pinch Me

Disclaimer: This post contains book-image links to Amazon. Should you choose to purchase a recommended book via a link, I will receive a commission at no extra cost to yourself. I’m still pinching myself (not Hinching myself). Did I really sign up for voluntary redundancy last week? And does that really mean I’ll be ‘unemployed’?Continue reading “Getting Out of the Day Job 6: Pinch Me”