Had a meeting of my real life book club (not to be confused with my lovely online blog book club) at home last night. Little Bingo was the star of the show, and a perfect host, moving graciously from lap to lap and sharing out his favours with a wisdom and discretion which was astonishing in a little bitty kitty of only 12 weeks. Meanwhile, Mme Bovary entered week four of her marathon sulk, which started the moment Bingo put…
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We were greeted this morning by the mangled body of a mouse laid out, Silent Witness style, on the stairs down to the kitchen. The cat looked very smug. It reminded me that, on…
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Well, I’ve really gone and done it now. It turns out that the paperback version of my novel isn’t, in fact, coming out until August. I know this because I emailed my publisher to…
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Yay! I have another photo for Tara’s gallery! This week her theme is Show Me The Funny. The picture she’s used on her own blog is funny ha-harrrrgh, from our Halloween trip last year to…
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I sometimes feel I have a bit too much in common with Baldrick, of Blackadder fame. Not the personal hygiene problem (or at least no one has mentioned it ….) but the propensity for…
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As we are now enjoying that curious ceasefire in the festivities between Christmas and New Year, let me show you exactly why the tree at Divorce Towers is never, ever, ever going to make…
