T is for To Do List. As we turn into the A-Z home straight, my mind can’t help but wander towards all the things that I have to do once the challenge is over. It has been the most marvellous distraction and excuse for not doing the most basic of jobs (not to mention the … [Read more…]
I’m sorry. Sorry. For myself and now for my daughter. Yikes. If ever there was a word to come out of my mouth too easily, and too often, it is the word sorry. I suspect that I often say sorry when what I really want is for someone to say it to me. Like, erm, … [Read more…]
I was really pleased when I saw this writing prompt from Spanish expat in Holland, and trilingual blogger of Tales from Windmill Fields, and thought that it would be a great opportunity to join in with the Xpat Blog Hop. This week expat bloggers are writing about: Lingo. Mr B and I decided to leave … [Read more…]
A lot of hitchhiking goes on around our way. This has plenty to do with the very large mountain on which we live and the lack of buses running up and down it. You can expect to see all sorts thumbing a lift up the hill: hippies, backpackers, kids, little old ladies and rather more … [Read more…]
