I’ve always wanted to be a runner. I would admire people I passed in the street casually pounding the pavements, and think “wow, I’d like to be like that”. Then I would dismiss the idea. I could never be like that, I’m not a runner. I’m the fat kid who was told at school thatContinue reading “The one in which I realised I was a runner.”
Category Archives: this week
Oh the irony.
A week and a half ago on Italy began the tentative steps to reopen after ten weeks of “lockdown” or “quarantena” due to Covid-19. The Sunday before the restrictions were due to be lifted there was a distinct buzz in the air. Verona was ready to consider the new normal. Couples in masks strolled besideContinue reading “Oh the irony.”
Because, Wednesday.
A cocktail before bed. Because it’s Wednesday and my husband worked from home and we had a long evening together playing board games and enjoying each other’s company. Because celebrating the little things, like being able to start our evening at 6pm not eight thirty, is one of my favourite things about how we doContinue reading “Because, Wednesday. “
It comes in threes
So on Saturday morning I made quite the impression on my work colleagues. I fell hook, line and sinker for the traditional company April fool, and advertised the fact with an email to the entire team. Worse? I didn’t even realise until a customer pointed out the joke to me whilst a manager looked on snickering.Continue reading “It comes in threes”
It’s not zen, it’s bootcamp [2]
I did something this week that I never expected to. I bought a yoga mat. Yup, I purchased a six foot long strip of foam in order to find my zen. Well, okay, not quite. I bought it because part of trying to fix my back is about strengthening other bits of me, and thisContinue reading “It’s not zen, it’s bootcamp [2]”
The importance of sisters
I’m an only child. I’m also in possession of an overactive imagination and spent many of my early years hoping for older brothers and not entirely understanding why this wasn’t going to be possible. Instead I got an older sister. My earliest memory of her is finding a woman (and she was very definitely aContinue reading “The importance of sisters”
I like Pie.
Every time I mention the inkling to make pie there comes the inevitable and resounding chorus of “I like pie!” This comes from a Flight of the Conchords song (1.14m if you don’t want to watch it all) and is sung in exactly that tone at the point of which the steaming dish is presented from the oven.Continue reading “I like Pie.”
Adulthood
There are times when being an adult can be a real drag. Like when you have to get up for work at 6am everyday, or when those bills come through the letterbox, or you’re cleaning up an ex-mouse from outside the bedroom door that the cat thought you’d appreciate while the aforementioned animal excitedly triesContinue reading “Adulthood”
Admitting defeat
Last week I made a conscious decision to try and get all my wips (work in progress) finished before casting on something new. “Startitis” is legendary in the knitting world and has a tendency to strike in times such as the new year when you’re done with all the gift knitting, might have received yarnContinue reading “Admitting defeat”
Work in progress
Almost halfway through the month and I’ve suddenly realised that I was supposed to have made resolutions, goals, objectives for the year ahead. Oops! Last year I made two rather large goals. The first, to cut myself some slack, the second was to spend some time figuring stuff out. Well, 2015 certainly stepped up to greet my challenge.Continue reading “Work in progress”
