Category: writer at work

It was the cat’s turn to wake me up on Thursday morning. She came into the bedroom at around 4:15am and promptly started to throw up. Then, when she’d finished, she went out of the bedroom again! She didn’t even stay after I’d cleaned it up. I put the dog out at the same time in the hope he wouldn’t...

The pasta bake made a second meal on Tuesday and the plan was to start the mushroom risotto off first thing Wednesday morning. However, by the time we’d binge-watched Steeltown Murders on Tuesday night there was no time to prepare the risotto. As the pasta bake was so nice, we decided to go for it for a third time on...

The poet made a cheesy tuna pasta bake that we saw in the latest Slimming World magazine for tea on Monday. The recipe was for six but he thought it would more likely be for four. He made the entire recipe for this first time, tweaking it a bit to suit our tastes (i.e. no artichoke hearts), and he could barely...

I’m still trying to get used to this new editor in WordPress. It’s not such a shock any more, but it still makes me sit back a moment and get my bearings. Friday Monkey Dust had a gig on Friday night in Doncaster, so we didn’t have time to do any shopping before we went and it meant a late...

After spending the best part of Thursday redesigning the blog and not being entirely satisfied with it by close of play, the first thing I did on Friday was revisit it. In particular, I didn’t like the way it displayed on mobile devices. I think I’ve fixed it now, but I don’t like the new editor that came with the...

If the dog woke up in the middle of the night on Wednesday, I slept right through it. The poet’s alarm woke me up and even then I went straight back to sleep for half an hour, and it was the dog moaning then that woke me up. Right after someone tried to force me to eat maggots in a...

I’m losing all track of time this week… this month, if truth be known. It must be all of these extra bank holidays that we’re getting. My little road trip on Tuesday wasn’t as productive as I hoped, but I did get a lot of reading done while we waited in the car. When we were almost at our destination,...

We slept in on Tuesday morning and while the poet went straight to his desk, I arrived quite a bit later. I made us both breakfast, caught up with social media and emails and I put some washing through. Then the poet helped me hang it out. I arrived at my desk in time to join in with an hour...

It may have been a holiday weekend, but it was a busy one all the same. For most of Saturday I was glued to the telly watching the coronation. I’m not that bothered about the religious stuff, but I do enjoy a good parade as well as a marching band or two, and nobody does it like we do. On...

I’m not complaining. There was a time that I was working all hours when I went self-employed and I started to resent it when there were bank holidays and I was still working. One day I made an executive decision to take the bank holidays too, and it’s continued to work and make me happy ever since. So I’ll be...

(Big sigh.) I had *another* late start yesterday, once again because of a disturbed night. The dog seems to have a bit of an upset stomach and he kept wanting to dash outside and eat grass. Thank goodness we live in a bungalow now, or I might have broken my neck carrying him downstairs. (He’s never been good going down...

I started the day yesterday with a lot of bitty jobs but jobs that nonetheless should help me in the future. Once I’d caught up on social media and put through and hung out several washloads, I topped up the garden bird feeders, and I added four extra tasks to my ClickUp planner and removed three. One of the tasks...