Cracking on

It’s been all systems go this week. At last, this wall is ivy free, and order has been restored, to this little bit of the courtyard anyway. It’s been an absolute battle, especially scraping the remnants off the wall, in the end, hubs burnt it off, well, singed it enough for me to paint over it. Once the wall was…

Omelettes and eggs

Part one of the plan to remove the rodents from the house is underway. Stripping the ivy from the wall in the courtyard should hopefully remove their ladders and make it more difficult for them to gain access to the loft. It’s a messy job, for sure. Bin after bin was filled with waste, along with tons of the dryer…

Out with the old

And so, another year draws to an end. I suppose the biggest deal for me was becoming bionic. I am so glad to have that surgery behind me. A vegan Christmas has come and gone, and marvelous presents received.   As usual, hubs and daughter managed to find quirky and interesting presents for me. Amongst other things, I have a…

Once a humbug….

I’m without a car at the moment, and every time I’ve had to go out, I’ve had to face this….. and this. Add wind and it’s most disheartening! While powering off to the hairdressers recently, I found myself, hood up, face down, muttering bitterly under my breath about the rotten weather. Then I realized that it was only the weather…

Reasons to be cheerful

A good, long walk around the Pier Head, Liverpool, and managing 18K steps. Yay! The little penguins the kids used as a support while skating. Christmas markets outside St George’s Hall. So many pretty stalls. Nothing really grabbed me though. But this did! A Himalayan salt lamp I found online while searching for a gift for a friend. I bought…

Invasion

It was chilly last week, but now it’s just plain grim, as a bitterly cold North wind is freezing everything it blows through. I have taken to wearing a most unattractive, enormous thick dressing gown that hubs refers to as the sleeping bag. He is wondering when it will be pried off. Not in the immediate future, that’s for sure.…

Little things

Dogwoods I suppose everyone who has major surgery feels that they will never be right again. I certainly did, you do have to get much worse before getting better. Each week I’ve noticed a distinct improvement. Walking without that horrible hip pain has been an utter bonus. Recently, I went for a check-up. The surgeon was pleased with my progress…

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