Monthly Archives: July 2011
Mark my Words!!
I read a few words today on a social networking web-site, that suggested the over use of the exclamation mark, indicates that the person is either happy or feminine. Since I was a child I’ve been almost afraid of using … Continue reading
Bacon Tails…
Something else I didn’t like to eat when I was an irritating snip of a weakling was the scraggy ends from bacon rashers… Mum or dad, whosoever was doing the frying – usually mum – had a single separate routine … Continue reading
A Short Tail…
Today, I ate Oxtail soup. It was nice. In fact it’s one of my favourites. When I was small my appetite was as random as it is today. I was in my mum’s words, ‘picky’, or ‘fussy’. I can’t disagree … Continue reading
Thumbs Up!
I’m sure we weren’t the only kids who aspired to make a little more pocket-money, above that which we were handed weekly from our parents. When Nana came to visit she always gave me a tuppence – that was worth … Continue reading
On a lighter note…
Bulbs. Lightbulbs. Ever thrown one? Ever enjoyed the popping noise they make when they’re smashed? When you’re little and exploring, most things occur to you just by chance, such as discovering that if you threw and smashed a light bulb, … Continue reading
Fire Burn…
We were few in number but there was enough of us to do that which we’d been terrified of doing for such a long time, to allow our collective courage and curiosity a hint of freedom to adventure into a … Continue reading
It’s That Time of Year…
It’s that time of year again where I’m gearing myself up for the British Grands Prix at Silverstone! And it’s this little but pricey treat that gets me through the year I think. Sunning myself drinking and lolling around a … Continue reading