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After we finished work on Friday, we nipped out to take the dog for a walk and to drop in on the poet’s mum, as we hadn’t seen her in…

Right, we seem to be back to normal again now with the blog posts. Today’s is all about Friday and tomorrow’s will be the weekend and Monday. I couldn’t take…

Many thanks to NetGalley and to Storm Publishing for letting me see an advance reader’s copy of The Graveyard Bell by Andrew James Greig. This is Book 3 in the…

By Tuesday I was supposed to be in the swing of things again, but I wanted to take the dog on his first proper walk in the new neighbourhood. Before…

The first week of July will be a combination of getting settled into both a new house and a new routine and waiting for the dust to settle as well….

We expected to be moving house in May, but when it looked likely it would be June after all, I allocated time to a load of jobs that could easily…

Hot on the heels of the house move from hell – or should that be *in* hell? – the poet’s first day back at work was a looooong drive south…

Wahey! We’re in! But, oh, what a long and horrid slog it was in the end. Nothing to do with the house move itself. Just the sheer amount of stuff…

Sooo, all being well, we collect the keys to our new house today. We’ve already exchanged contracts. We just have to wait for the sellers’ estate agent to call us…

Yesterday started out really well. I was up on time and didn’t waste any time on housework. I did, however, have a proper reading hour to set me up for…

We had such a lovely, surprise weekend away in the campervan. Castleton in the High Peak is one of our favourite places and it used to be one of our…

On Friday we were supposed to be taking the dog to meet and greet the dog sitter he’s having a couple of sleepovers with later this year. But just as…

With the news that we should be getting the keys to the new house next Thursday, my first job of the day was to re-plan the rest of my month….

We both slept in on Wednesday, which meant a late start to the day and not as much work done as I’d like. And the poet had to be at…

I didn’t get around to any of the republishing last week. Most of the time it was too darned hot. The rest of the time I was just doing other…

We thought we may be moving house in May, but we didn’t. So now we need to move house by the end of June instead. I have booked work in…

Oh dear. May didn’t work out at all, hardly. I had such big plans too, and a big long list.  I already decided at the top of the month that…

Normally, today’s post would be the monthly wrap-up, as it’s the last working day of the month. But there are 2 days left in the month including the weekend, plus…

For the past 2 days I’ve been so drugged up overnight that I’ve really struggled to wake up, let alone get out of bed. The pills we have last about…

The weather at the weekend was awful. Intolerable. Even the poet, who’s a bit of a sun-worshipper, said it was unbearable. But…we had lots of warning and we knew it…

Did you have a good bank holiday weekend? Friday was a glorious day and I plodded steadily through the day’s objectives, doing all of the usual household stuff. The clothes…

Here in the UK it’s a bank holiday today, late May bank holiday or what used to be Whitsun. And we’re taking it. If you’re taking it too, have a…

On Thursday I actually managed to get some work done again. I was up on time, because the poet was off to the second day of his 2-day conference. He…

Wednesday was much the same as the day before. Household chores, cup of tea, reading, exercises, dog walking, etc, etc. The day started on time and I didn’t stop for…

Yesterday was a good day. I’d submitted yesterday’s job the day before, and had the day before’s job to do yesterday. Which took the heat off a bit. I had…

I had a busy day yesterday, but there wasn’t a lot of work-work involved. I was up on time, I fed the dog, made the poet and me a cuppa…

I had a good and steady day on Friday, gradually plodding through each of my chores and tasks, ticking them off as I went. But once all the housework stuff…

We had a much better morning yesterday. The poet was working from home, so no stupidly early start. And by lunchtime (or our midday breakfast time), I’d slowly plodded through…

So the poet was up with the larks again yesterday as he had to be ‘oop north’ before 9am. I know we’re already up north, both to me and some…

Tuesday was a lot better than Monday, or a lot more successful in any case. My dirty cuppa was less dirty than usual in that I used sweetener tablets instead…