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Egg-Free Easter

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I wasn’t sure how easy – or rather how difficult – Easter and its build up was going to be for me given that I’m a recovering chocoholic.  I do not say that in jest, or lightly, as I know from experience that giving up sugar for someone like me is as hard as an alcoholic getting on the wagon.  An alcoholic will have their favourite tipple and a sugar addict their favourite food.  And mine took the form of chocolate, preferably dark chocolate, my all-time favourite being Lindor dark chocolates and eggs.  But, like an alcoholic at their rock … Read the rest »

Indulge me!

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Yes!  Today I’m on my soapbox!  I’m trying to be mindful – as the Daughter likes to remind me – that this is a journal not a rant, but for today – indulge me!

As regular readers know,I stopped listening to, watching and reading the news because the manipulation of the media offends me,  But over the last week or so I’ve been driving a lot and I can’t drive in silence, so I listen to the radio in the car.  And, I’ve read the odd paper, too, lately going on the train and waiting in the Green Room.  … Read the rest »

Credit Where Credit’s Due

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I woke up this morning to the disappointing news that Andy Murray has gone out of the US Open in the quarter-finals.  Boo!  Boo!  I would have like to see him defend his title – and so would he, I’m sure.  Never mind, he’s done so well this year taking the Wimbledon title and there’s still the Masters at the O2 in November.  Meanwhile my only cry can now be – VAMOS RAFA!

One thing I was glad for on waking was the drop in temperature.  I’m all heated-out.  The flat I’m living in is like an oven.  It has … Read the rest »

If I Go Into a Shop I Don’t Expect to Serve Myself

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I’ve just been asked yet again in Sainsbury’s if I want to do my own check-out. I’d rather stick pins in my eyes.
I tried to use the self-service check out once before in Tesco and it was the most stressful, embarassing ten minutes of my entire life. Ten minutes to buy £6 worth of groceries! I kid you not!
The woman in the machine kept on shouting out that there was an unscanned item in the bagging area. There wasn’t but what do you do? Everyone thought I was shoplifting. I ended up screaming at her “No there isn’t!” … Read the rest »