I went out to the dump yesterday. Or the Recycling Centre as it’s now called. There was a line-up of at least twenty cars waiting to get into it, all with the same thought as ourselves: to get shot of the VAST accumulation of empty cardboard boxes and wrapping paper and old, no-longer-wanted electrical appliances. […]
December, 2010
Down at the dump
I went out to the dump yesterday. Or the Recycling Centre as it’s now called. There was a line-up of at least twenty cars waiting to get into it, all with the same thought as ourselves: to get shot of the VAST accumulation of empty cardboard boxes and wrapping paper and old, no-longer-wanted electrical appliances. […]
A run for your Stephen’s Day money
“Life,” a wise woman once said to me, “is a matter of contrasts”. Too true. We don’t appreciate silence if we haven’t experienced noise, we don’t enjoy a drink if we haven’t gone thirsty, and we don’t appreciate the outdoors if we haven’t been stuck inside for days and days and days and days. Ever […]
A run for your Stephen’s Day money
“Life,” a wise woman once said to me, “is a matter of contrasts”. Too true. We don’t appreciate silence if we haven’t experienced noise, we don’t enjoy a drink if we haven’t gone thirsty, and we don’t appreciate the outdoors if we haven’t been stuck inside for days and days and days and days. Ever […]
Body and soul
Well, that’s it. All material activity done for the day. Final gifts bought for people whose sizes we should know by now but don’t. Final extra layer of food bought for those whose stomachs might feel the need for a third helping of soup, ham, turkey, brussel sprouts ice cream, mince pie. Final purchase of […]
Body and soul
Well, that’s it. All material activity done for the day. Final gifts bought for people whose sizes we should know by now but don’t. Final extra layer of food bought for those whose stomachs might feel the need for a third helping of soup, ham, turkey, brussel sprouts ice cream, mince pie. Final purchase of […]
Fantastic Mr Fox
I saw a fox the other night. I was down in the kitchen at 4.00 a.m., marveling at how cold the tiled floor felt under my bare feet and how bright the moonlight was on the snow in the back garden. Then as I stared through the kitchen window I saw a shadow – maybe […]
Fantastic Mr Fox
I saw a fox the other night. I was down in the kitchen at 4.00 a.m., marveling at how cold the tiled floor felt under my bare feet and how bright the moonlight was on the snow in the back garden. Then as I stared through the kitchen window I saw a shadow – maybe […]
Christmas? Hold the bah, hold the humbug…
I’ve just helped do a three-and-a-half hour shopping venture, read my email, helped make (are you noticing a serving-man motif here?) a raspberry sponge-cake, and am now about to head for Aldergrove (aka Belfast International Airport) to collect Son No 2 and his girl-friend Tiffany. Do I hate all the fuss and fatigue of Christmas? […]
Christmas? Hold the bah, hold the humbug…
I’ve just helped do a three-and-a-half hour shopping venture, read my email, helped make (are you noticing a serving-man motif here?) a raspberry sponge-cake, and am now about to head for Aldergrove (aka Belfast International Airport) to collect Son No 2 and his girl-friend Tiffany. Do I hate all the fuss and fatigue of Christmas? […]