Being patronized. I hate it. Thankfully it doesn't happen all that often, which is a relief for everyone, believe me. Then it goes and happens twice in one day, within hours of each other. Whilst volunteering I get told, by a manager who has only just met me, that I have a good telephone manner. … Continue reading Whose a good boy?
Birthdays seem to be a big deal in our family. A fuss was always made - they were never allowed to be just another day. I have a brother and a sister, both older than me. My brother's birthday is on 5th November which is Bonfire Night and when we were children there was … Continue reading It’s MY birthday!
As a child I was taken to church every week - a Methodist Church. There was a part in the service, before the sermon, when the kids were ushered out to spend time in small groups, divided by age, learning about the scriptures. I remember some of it required us to colour in scenes from … Continue reading Stages of Methodism
I have been going to a Zumba class for quite some time now - enough time for me to have a 'spot' and to be able to chat with one or two others who prefer to dance at the front. I like the class - it is just enough for me to do to feel … Continue reading Shimmy shake
I finished with paid employment 12 months ago and have been celebrating the anniversary this week by starting a couple of volunteering opportunities. Up to now I've avoided the idea of volunteering - mainly because people kept asking me what I was going to do with my time and the rebel in me decided that … Continue reading What are they thinking?
I have a bike and like to use it. My cycling style is more Miss Marple than Bradley Wiggins but I am committed and if the weather is half decent I try to go for a spin every day. My number one route takes me along the promenade, through the dunes and back along a … Continue reading Adventures with my bicycle
It's the school summer holidays and I have been enlisted to help with child-minding - two step-grandchildren aged 9 and 11. I've done this before. After some initial reluctance I've found that I actually don't mind and, more often than not, I have fun. I'm not used to children and so some of the entertainment for … Continue reading Time, money and swearing
I was out for a walk whilst on holiday and was a little overcome by the combination of heat and terrain. The route I'd taken was tougher than I'd imagined from the description in the book. I'd stopped for a breather (or 'to admire the view' as I like to think of it) when I … Continue reading Being a tortoise
The other day someone described me as 'opinionated'. It was during quite a normal conversation and I'm sure it was not intended as an insult - I hope not. I think there was a positive element in there. Or perhaps I just want there to be? There is something about the term 'opinionated' which conjures … Continue reading In my opinion…
I'd forgotten how much the media hates me. A woman, with a body. I happened to read a magazine at my father-in-law's house the other day. One of those TV insert things that come with a weekend paper. I couldn't resist the article about holiday wardrobes even though I half knew it would not be … Continue reading I unlearnt to hate myself