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More tea vicar?
Back from our works party. Very civilised tea party at Bea’s of Bloomsbury in St Paul’s. Cakes good. Tea excellent. Speed of serving (very ordinary) fizz absolutely rubbish. But they had teapot lamps so I can forgive quite a lot. Did I ever talk about how Parkinson’s affects your facial muscles? Some lucky folk experience…
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2 things
To my sofa. I’ve been out tonight. I’m shattered but still here. Always here. Don’t want to give in I suppose. Anyway, two points: Firstly, it’s worth keeping up with old friends. I was so going to cry off tonight but I’m glad I didn’t. ‘she sells sanctuary’ on the way there set me up…
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Strike out?
This is not my normal territory but what the feck. I am utterly stunned that so many people appear to support today’s strike. I keep on thinking I’m missing something. It seems so flipping obvious to me. The money’s not THERE!!! Yes, it’s harsh, yes it’s not fair but it IS real. The private sector…
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Plate envy
I have been rereading old posts and in particular this one. I’m still battling with my metaphorical plate. I’m supposed to be emptying it and I have had some success but then all these projects arise. What’s a girl to do? Latest one is this triumph of a quilt top, thanks eBay. Seriously, isn’t it…
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Bang! Jingle, jingle
To Brixham and the Big Christmas Lights Switch On. Spectacular fireworks. Look! Ferris wheel shoehorned into the harbour area. Crab shaped illuminations. Chips in the dark. Little Ones oooh’s at the fireworks. Elder scoffing party eggs. I’m whacked and I didn’t like the crowds too much but it was worth it. Brixham does Christmas in…