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They think It’s All Over
The Baby Grand has arrived. I was so moved by the miracle of new life, that I went to an actual shop and purchased a small [...]
For the Love of Lenny
It might have been the colour of nobility and power in the world of the ancients but purple been on the back foot in public life [...]
Permit Me to be Rude
I’m incandescent with rage. It might be more accurate to say that I’m florescent with rage because I can feel my colour rising. It’s not that [...]
The Real Thing
“Let’s go to the supermarket and buy oats so we can make flapjacks,” I proposed. The Grand moved like grease lightening. I think it a prerequisite [...]
The Massive Hoover
The Son and the DiL are having a night off. They are going to wear grown up clothes, for possibly the very last time in a [...]
Where the Wild Girls Go
My friend the Doctor, the one who wore her contact lenses in the wrong eyes for longer than she could reasonably be excused for, is a [...]
No one is Listening
She didn’t say so, but my kitchen is a bit of a disgrace. What the Goddaughter did say was “Yeah, the doors are all chipped. It [...]
How to be a Public Servant
The Goddaughter, and her various assistants, have been helping to keep my house in order. Reputation is everything and without it, she says, she would not [...]