Even Roses Have Thorns…

Today was to be an up and at ’em type day. Things to do, places to go. After so many weeks of rain and grey skies, today dawned bright and sunny.  There has been precious little point in shutting the curtains as I go to bed as dusk turns to dark and then rise whenContinue reading “Even Roses Have Thorns…”

Hold On…

Well, that was the week that was. Charlotte has been with me for 10 days here in French France and now has returned to the UK in time to watch the Euro footie final. Not that that was specifically the reason for her to fly back but, just as time waits for no man, inContinue reading “Hold On…”

To repurpose, or not, that is the question…

Yes, your veritable howls of derision were heard this far south in French France when I casually displayed my penchant for repurposing items that were no longer of use. On arrival here last December, one of my first tasks was to remove from the wall in the Gatehouse an offending cooker extractor hood that wouldContinue reading “To repurpose, or not, that is the question…”

No Makeup, No Problem…

I decided not to wear makeup today. Now to many of you, that might be a shock. But along with the high (something for the weekend sir?) heels and the lacy whatevers, today was a day for getting down and dirty. So it was to be no makeup, but instead, jeans with a t-shirt comboContinue reading “No Makeup, No Problem…”

Living with a Bosslady…

Moving swiftly on from the previous On Being Liberal…with a small L Blog and not one to cause a scene or debacle for longer than is strictly necessary, it may simply be due to the previous six months and eighteen days (or 199 days in total) and the total lack of tactile connectivity between CharlotteContinue reading “Living with a Bosslady…”

Life in French France…

I had a shower today.This shouldn’t come as a surprise to anybody, but I’m sure there will be one or two of you who are immediately thinking “well doesn’t he shower every day?”You’re right, unless flying around the world long distance, being cooped up on an aeroplane en route say from London to Kuala Lumpur,Continue reading “Life in French France…”

Why me…?

On a week that has witnessed the most privileged among us discussing the lack of fairness in one’s life, I’ve woken today with a shout of agony as my back has decided for some reason to not play ball, contracting the lower muscles into an agonising, screaming knot of pain and discomfort.  “You’ve retired” IContinue reading “Why me…?”

2 Weeks In…

After 14 days of howling gales and storms that would put English weather to shame, I turned to look through the salon window and shouted “will you please give it a rest” to which the weather gods, in their ivory towers, said a resolute “Non”. Two weeks of struggling to and from the barn, ladenContinue reading “2 Weeks In…”

Overseas Deployment…

Being deployed anywhere in the world can be a daunting yet exciting experience, all in the same moment. That gut-wrenching, butterfly-flapping, unsettling grip in the pit of your stomach, fear of the unknown that gets the heart racing, questioning what the future will hold feeling. The desire to stop sitting around waiting and instead, wantingContinue reading “Overseas Deployment…”

Give Us A Sign…

How many times do we ask the universe, God, or life in general for a sign? A sign to show us what to do, where to go, who to see, who not to see, what to buy, or even give away?  All of us at some point will have looked back with that wonderful giftContinue reading “Give Us A Sign…”