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  • Spitze!

    Spitze!

    So, I’ve been off form recently dear readers…I switched Meds and something in The new mixed tablet disagreed big time with me and my tummy. It wasn’t pretty I can tell you. But I did get some beautiful sunrise shots during my sojourn in wales (toilet block was across the field…) so not all bad…

  • Right now

    Right now

    Beans beans can form a part Of a childish rhyme Used all the time By my two boys But then they start To make that noise And my maternal heart Flips And my radar starts To spot those onlookers Allergic to farts.

  • Boxed

    Boxed

    A box can be a haven A shelter A home. But also it captures the spirit The wisps of self Collected in a pool. They should fly free, Be able to stand up for themselves. But sometimes they fall. Hard. Then the box welcomes. Then the box sighs. You could crawl inside and hide, Licking…

  • Fair enough

    Fair enough

    To the vintage fair… Not as a member of the paying public no, but as a fine upstanding member of the stall holding community. I say upstanding, of course, that’s only my version… I spent most of the day bobbing up and down sitting on my chair because my foot was hurting so badly. However, peeping…

  • Up the road again

    Up the road again

    I’m sitting at Taunton Deane services eating a brownie (sorry weight watchers) and musing on the last most memorable time I was here…a couple of years ago we were trailing a new dinghy home when the trailer wheel blew and we got stranded on the M5. The boys were little so Other Half drove us…