Can you guess what I'm saying? Ooh, I have news! Top secret news! I’m not allowed to share it with anyone, but you, dear reader, are not just anyone, so I will tell you anyway. But first, in other news, I was temporarily banned from Facebook. Do you want the long or the short version?…
The dog and I are wintering. Well, I am, the dog is being a dick but more on that another day. I am embracing the season and have slipped from the winter festivities into the warming embrace of hibernation. My health, always declining in the darker days like some Victorian invalid, requires this time of…
Oh my friggin’ God, it's still January! How the fuck can it still be January? Despite still having cupboards full of Christmas biscuits, panettone and chocolate, Christmas feels like a hundred years ago. (I feel I should apologise for still having Christmas chocolate in the house, I know I've let you all down. I’ve let…
The dog is doing my head in. I should change the title of the whole blog to ‘The Dog is doing my head in,’ think of the precious seconds I could save typing it out each week. We’re at the thieving little shite stage, with an extra helping of, ‘Why yes I would love to…
I love stories. I love to read and watch and hear all kinds of tales. I love the sway and swoosh of words, the almost-not-there creak of the turn of the page. I love the sing and dance of stories in my ear, suspended in a world that, for a moment, only I can feel.…
The dog is doing my head in. No longer happy with being a dick he is now aiming for full-on twat! At nine months he is now full of teenage angst. Having gone through the biting stage, briefly pausing for the humping stage, we are now in the ‘your-not-the-boss-of-me-stage. This mostly involves forgetting every bit…
It's my blog-aversary and coincidentally this is my 100th post. Two whole years writing to you, and I don’t even get a card! I told a friend that it was my blog-aversary and she looked at me sideways, ‘God, do you still have anything left to say?’ It sounds worse than how she meant it.…
*This is a work of fiction- any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely coincidental! The puppy has grown. No longer a puppy, he is a hulking teenager, trying to throw his weight around and then when tired wanting to curl up on my lap for a nap. He is now way too…
Can I just say before I get started that I adore dogs. I like dogs more than I like most people. Dogs are reliable. Dogs are loyal. Dogs are beautiful. But, it has to be said, dogs are dicks. Now before you start getting all judgemental hear me out. I am a woman who cannot live…
Spring is here, despite the inclement weather. With it comes the endless dance – do I need a coat or sunblock or a balaclava? Is it too hot/ too cold to put the delicate seedling out in the garden, a sigh of relief as the dining table-come-potting bench is free of clutter if only for…
I am writing this with the puppy. We have had him for a while now. He has been fed and watered. We have been outside for wee’s and poos. We have been outside again just to check. We’ve played catch and savaged a poor innocent stuffed banana and ripped the guts out of a stuffed…
Insanity has struck. Despite all of my plans, I’ve done something mad. I gave myself a good talking too, reminded myself that I was of an age, was quite emphatic that this wasn’t the time, then ignored myself and did it anyway. We got a puppy. My husband was useless. Rather than talking me down,…
The dog died at the beginning of December. There was an accident. It was quite sudden. On the Monday she was fine. On the Thursday she died. I am heartbroken. Now over the initial shock of it all, I am left living without a dog. There is a silence in the house, no not a…
My friend just got a new puppy. She’s adorable, seriously bouncy, a bit nippy and struggling with bladder control – the puppy is cute too. There is nothing like bringing a new dog into your home, be it a puppy or a rescue. We’ve always had rescue dogs, adopting them when they were just hitting…
Do your kids have pets? Over the years we’ve had a whole bloody menagerie. There were several Hamsters, though my daughter thought we only had one – We also had three cats so I will let you work it out. One time, on an early morning dash back from the pet store with a replacement…
There is a silent but deadly war occurring in my garden. Provisions have been procured, barricades have been built and blockades are at the ready. What is this new global terror I hear you ask? What is the unending conflict? I am at war with the neighbourhood cats. I should point out here that I…
Bordering Grey 