56: The Morning After

Disclaimer: Should you choose to purchase a featured book, via an image link to Amazon, Jay Cool¬†will receive a commission at no extra cost to yourself.¬† It’s the morning after the day before; the day before being the last working day of my formal employment. Not that there was anything at all formal about this…

55: Finiarted

Finished. Finished the day job. Started my life as me. Finiarted.   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, July 2019   Image depicting my reaction a few moments ago, when Hubby returned from the supermarket minus the celebratory bottle of fizz I sent him out for, by Domenic Hoffmann from Pixabay

54: One More Day

I’m still here. And, still to come, is one more day of the day job. To make thoughts of tomorrow more palatable, I imagine a look-after-themself-only type being situated on a Subbuteo pitch. A large forefinger and thumb descend from on high. Flick. FliCK. FLICK. FLICK. The ball bounces off the goal post, pinging back…

53: Two More Days

    Only two more days to go. Not that I’m wishing myself away – just the day job. In two days, step out of my workplace knowing that I will never have to step back in. Not that I will be completely unfettered. The full unfettering won’t happen until the date of expiry. Not…

Savvy Diary 39: Borley Mill

Disclaimer: This post contains image links for books available at Amazon, for which I do not receive any commission. It’s Sunday. I’m on the move along Northern Road and I have to say that my dainty ballerina’s arthritic feet look rather sweet when intermingled with so many pink flowers. And just take a look at…

51: Saucy Sunday

Fed up with tidying up everyone else’s mess, I thought I’d experiment, i.e. abandon the kitchen for a day, in the hope that Hubby might get busy in there. Hubby did get busy in there. After a long Sunday-morning lie-in, I decide to face reality and venture into the kitchen. This is what it looks…

50: Croissants in Cornard

Saturday. A definite picnic day. Only five more days left of the day job. Time to prepare for the wind down! I turf out all the junk mail that’s been accumulating in my stylish picnic basket and fill it to the brim with delights. Lots of healthy fruit – a water melon, bananas, tomatoes, etc….

38: Assington

Saturday. Time to get out and to be out. Today’s destination? No, I’m not driving to work on a Saturday – forget that! But, every workday, I drive up the A14 towards Colchester and, out of the corner of my right eye, see a church steeple beckoning to me from on high. Come on! it…

49: Sad

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48: Luka in Lexden

Disclaimer: If you choose to purchase the featured book, via the image link, I will receive a commission at no extra-cost to yourself.   This is the day. No, Dad*, this is not ‘the day that the Lord has made’! This is the day for my umpteenth guitar and singing lesson. Today, I get to…