a city break
My wife has left me, but it is only for a week while she takes in some European culture in...
My wife has left me, but it is only for a week while she takes in some European culture in...
It's been a week since my cardioversion procedure, but I'm still not in a position to say whether or not...
The clocks are changed this weekend in the UK, springing by an hour forwards to BST - British Summer Time....
You will have noticed the avatar image that I use to identify scribblans, both here and in many other places...
Scribblanity is on Scribbles, a simpler blogging platform - certainly simpler than I was used to with the mind-boggling and...
I am alive and back. (See last post for where I went, if you want to catch up). I am...
Sitting here this morning in waiting mode. A bit in the limbo department. A liminal space between before-the-procedure (been a...
The landline phone in my office rang, and when I answered it wasn't my Mum. This was probably going to...
This morning I had a horrible feeling of heaviness to my body and a slowness in my mind when I...
A brief update for any new readers. A sort of 'Previously, on scribblanity...', followed by the current situation. It may...
I call three line verses which just follow the traditional 5-7-5 syllable format simply 575. Although this type of poem...
I'm now using the Scribbles platform to do my blogging, with its much simpler interface for both readers and writers...
I have had what you might call a quiet period with this blogging lark. A lot of the motivation...
My wife was returning a parcel via the company Evri. Not our choice, they were specified by the company that...
Like many newcomers to the fediverse, I started with a Mastodon account in November 2022. Possibly unlike many fediverse users,...
Brain: Come on, wake up! Me: (groggily) Eh? Brain: Come on... time to wake up. Me: (looks at clock) Aww,...
I set myself a bit of a challenge. I gave myself an hour to write a flash fiction 'live' as...
Inevitably, ordering anything online will result a flurry of Inbox spam of epic proportions. Even for just a box of...
A small poem, inspired by watching a blackbird out on the lawn through my office window. I think its particularly...