Storm Diary 4 – Despair

Monday 9th March 2020 Middle Sprog – the sick one – very pleased to be off school missing his Maths mock exam; not so pleased about his sore throat. Another symptom of Coronavirus? Or does he know about my secret stash of lemon and honey lozenges? Who knows? NHS 111 is busy! Youngest Sprog not…

Storm Diary 3 – Coping

Sunday 9th March 2020 Earlier this afternoon, Hubby returned from his lad’s walking hol, blustering into the house, making a mad dash for the upstair’s loo and, in the process, undoing the fine job I did on disinfecting the banister. Why? Why use the loo upstairs, when there is a perfectly good one downstairs? And…

Storm Diary 2 – Zealot!

Saturday 8th March, 2020 Sprog 2 woke me up at an unearthly hour (7.30am) to inform me that he felt dizzy and shivery. Self-isolation? Spent rest of the day being a zealot. Washed my hands – lots. Disinfected door handles, taps, switches, banisters, car keys, etc. – lots! Gave Sprog 2 strict instructions to stay…

Storm Diary 1 – Pathetic?

Friday 6th March 2020 Panic buying. The new crime. As I stand in the queue at Sainsbury’s, I fall victim to the scorn of another shopper (a healthy-looking young man!) who’s sharing exchanges with the cashier about the stupid people who are choosing to stock up, in lieu of a Coronavirus lock-in. ‘Pathetic!’ agrees the…

Silly-Savvy Diary: Me-Time in Prado

Prado Lounge, Sudbury. Great place for some me-time. Me-time much needed after a hectic Christmas and New Year. Two weeks of non-stop sorting, cleaning and recycling to clear away the debris from the previous Christmas (yes, I did find a bauble from last year’s tree still under the settee!), before the guests arrive (returning prodigal…

Silly-Savvy Adventure – Christmas in Chilton

Neglect. Two solid weeks of sifting, shoving, lifting, dismantling, sorting and rumbling through the mess that is my house. No posts. Zilch views. Grumbles from acquaintances about unfulfilled promises to read their writings. I am not, after all, as it turns out, Mrs Hinch! So who the heck’s going to be interested in my cleaning…

Silly Book – The Secret Diary of Boris Johnson

Hilarious! After a grim Friday, slogging through the muddy grime of a rainy and sunless day, I picked myself up by a date with the old blunderer, Boris! The date, admittedly, didn’t get off to a promising start – turns out we have zilch in common when it comes to politics. But things started to…

Savvy Diary – The Torture

Just read a poem that arrived in my inbox, by Brandon Som. I struggled to follow many of the lines, as some were in languages other than English and, much to my shame, I am not even bilingual, let alone multilingual! Nonetheless, the following two lines stuck! Perhaps in the same way that a saw,…

Savvy Diary – Bottle of Wee

If the environmental issues featured in this post touch a chord with you, please also view posts by my fellow blogger The Wandering Ambivert. So I’ve given up the day job! But, almost a month into my sabbatical, how am I faring? Have a made a single penny out of my blogging? No. Have I written…

Static in North Wales – Friday

Jay Cool’s Hubby shares his impressions of Wales, in a series of daily letters to his work colleagues (now, with permission granted, shared with the world)! Friday – In bed I feel dead. You know that thing where amputees can still feel pain in phantom limbs, well that’s me. Bits of me are hurting that…