The Three Men I’d Spend My Last Day With

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If  you were going to be murdered, would you prefer to be stabbed twice in the stomach or get tickled to death? Just another run-of-the-mill question between mother and teenage son on Thursday evening.  Bless him, he wouldn’t dream of forcing me to surrender my life for a form of murder that didn’t please me. I didn’t need to think about my answer anyway.  Can I take the double stabbing please?  Getting tickled to death is a really horrible way to die.  Behind the ear-splitting shrieks of laughter you are choking to death, and everyone looks on, smiling, thinking you’re [...] Read more »

Going Bananas in the Kitchen

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It started as a no-brainer.  One morning last week I spotted that the three bananas in my fruit bowl had suddenly got just a little bit riper than I like to eat.  If I’m clever I notice I have more bananas than eating time.  I peel them and freeze them and pull them out for rare smoothies.  My new kitchen is obviously warmer than my last.  These three ripened far too quickly and a wise woman might have simply thrown them away. The thing is, I used to have this great recipe for banana bread, key ingredients 3 over-ripe bananas, [...] Read more »

That Old Gratitude Chestnut

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I’ve had a couple of little work-related wobbles this week which have made me feel anxious and which sharing the specifics of here would simply reinforce.  So you’ll just have to trust me on this one, I seemed to be going through each day with the beat of the worry drum quietly accompanying everything I did. Seth Godin asked today “When is it ok to start worrying?”.  The answer of course is never.  He reminds me: “Worrying distracts you from the work at hand. You may have fooled yourself into thinking that it’s useful or unavoidable, but it’s not.” One [...] Read more »

A Rustic Post-Menopausal Rant

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I’m a fool, I know I am.  I shop in Tesco even though there’s always about a 40% chance I am going to leave the store feeling annoyed. Forget Friday’s lunchtime trip.  It was just a simple €12 overcharge, my annoyance (ok, rage) exacerbated by the fact it took them over 10 minutes just to agree I’d been overcharged and required a return trip straight after lunch to continue fighting my corner.  This is clearly the way to go with Tesco.  Make some noise.  Create some entertainment for the people patiently waiting in line at the customer dis-service counter.  In [...] Read more »

My Weekend Holy Trinity

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So it was decided that J would spend the weekend with his dad, the chap who used to be my husband.  He was quite eager to go which pleased me.  Not that I was looking forward to being without him but it pleased me that they like each other enough to want to spend that time together doing boy things. I had enough to be getting on with anyway.  My ex had brought round quite a bevy of boxes of my shit which I wanted to go through and clear out – bin it, send it to the charity shop [...] Read more »

The Biker’s Funeral

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I took a walk into  town today in order to do a few little errands.  How joyous those words, “walking into town”.  In reality nothing more exciting than popping into the bank in this humdrum provincial town but as I got ready I felt as happy as a prisoner released from prison after 8 years solitary confinement. The sky was overcast but it was a mild enough day.  I scooped up my selection of empty glass bottles, dropped them in my hessian shopping bag and went out.  Quite the little housewife.  First stop the bottle bank, conveniently right on my [...] Read more »

Can a Moment Make a Lifetime?

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I was on a call tonight with Linda Claire Puig about creating subject lines for your emails.  Interesting stuff.  Early on in the call she was sharing a question she had recently been asked: Do you believe that a moment can make a lifetime? Linda Claire, from California, shared with us that she was presenting the call from Italy where she is living for 5 months, fulfilling a long-held dream.  She was able to do this, she said, because she makes a 6 figure income from her business (helping people write their newsletters).  What a fabulous outcome (and income) and [...] Read more »

A Cute Hoor

Although I had a mountain of work to get through today, I was pleased all the same to get an early morning call from ‘the bould Berni’ telling me she was on her way into town and would pop in to pick up some bits and pieces her son had left behind after his weekend visit. Berni, let me explain, is my sister-in-law; we married two brothers, our weddings just a couple of weeks apart.  Start thinking ‘Thelma and Louise’ and you won’t go far wrong. We lived in different countries at that time and I wasn’t overly keen on [...] Read more »