Happy Christmas, Everybody

 
I was in a panic all of yesterday: Tory Boy phoned to say he wouldn’t be home until 7:30 tonight.  The weather is forecast to be dreadful today and I’ve been worried sick.  To take my mind off my problems, I cleaned.  I cleaned and cleaned and cleaned until I was sick.  Of it, that [...]

It’s Christmas – Official

Which one is the angel?

Clue: Not the one on the right.
We put the tree up last night.  It was surprisingly quick – only three hours this time.  Odd really, because, for the first time ever,  Tory Boy wasn’t here to help <pause for Mother’s weeping>.   He is busy with end-of-term essays and end-of-term parties.  [...]

The Twilight Zone

I have had an odd few days; strange things keep happening, whether it’s the phone activating itself, or opening the fridge to find the Titanic hitting an iceberg.  Okay, I can explain that last one: the Hub drew a picture of a cruise ship on a lettuce packet for a joke; but the rest of [...]

Retail Therapy

Retail therapy – why do they call it that?  Why not call it what it is?  A purse lobotomy.  I hate shopping.  I’ve hated it ever since our honeymoon in 1985.  We went to Cape Town in winter and there wasn’t much else to do, once we’d been to the Castle and up Table Mountain.  [...]

The Host Of Christmas Past

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
  
 

I couldn’t sleep last night – I ran out of decaffeinated Earl Grey on Monday and I don’t shop until tomorrow – and I lay awake thinking of past Christmases, so I thought I would share one with you; it’s an easy way to fill a blog.  Christmas 2006 was not a vintage year.  We got [...]

The Tooth, The Whole Tooth, And Nothing But The Tooth

I read a story on Parentdish about a child who drew a picture of his mother in which she appeared to be a pole dancer but she was actually selling shovels, and it reminded me of a similar story from my childhood.  My Dad worked shifts and when he was on nights  my Little Brother would [...]

A Tilly Bud Family Christmas

 
 
 
 
 

It’s the first of December and I’m in the holiday spirit.  We woke up this morning to discover Jack Frost had replaced the mild(ish) but wet weather with ice and the car was frozen to the driveway.  Therefore, I thought I would start this month with a description of our Christmas.  It is always the [...]

Credit Can’t

Apologies for not posting yesterday.  I opened my credit card bill and lapsed into a panic-induced coma.  I’ll have to stop spending on it but the problem is I’m addicted to eating.  If I don’t eat, I feel faint.  Strange, I know, but that’s how it gets me.  Morrisons don’t help because they insist that [...]

Hate Moss? I Don’t

What a furore over Kate Moss’s comment, apparently taken out of context – as if the media would do such a thing! – that ‘Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels.’  I’d better state right up front that I have never liked Ms Moss.  It is not jealousy, in spite of my short, fat frame [...]

Day’s Gone By.

Despite my getting into a tizz over nothing, yesterday was lovely.  Tory Boy finally arrived about two o’clock; appeared to genuinely admire his room; made fun of his neurotic mother; and ate my delicious roast dinner.  I know it was delicious because there were three dishwasher loads.  Dishwasher loads are how I measure the success of a meal: [...]