Purple Allium This week’s IBQ prompt from 61 Musings is about gardens; what does a garden mean to me?
I wrote a post in early February, when I learnt somewhat abruptly that the factory I work at was shedding 250 jobs. I thought regular readers might appreciate an update, since I’ve been a little …odd lately.
Earlier today Seanan McGuire retweeted something about Worldcon. I have never heard of this particular convention so I googled it.
It’s no big secret among my friends that I’m not a hugger, except of trees. I like trees, they don’t invade personal space uninvited.
It’s that wonderful time of year again: the oil seed rape fields are blooming, soaking the air with their sick-sweet pollen scent.
Cambridge University Press 1st May 2014
I wanted to write about, but my brain has decided to not play nice this evening. It’ll come back to me. I think.
The 1996 BBC series with Jennifer Ehle and Colin Firth. A thought occurs. Why are all the parents and parent figures (such as Lady Catherine, and Mr and Mrs Gardiner) portrayed as though they were in their sixties in so many adaptations of Pride and Prejudice? If you read the book the ages of MrContinue reading “Watching Pride and Prejudice is not the same as reading the book”
I went to Grimsby this afternoon and met my oldest friend. It was…interesting. We went for lunch at the same pub as we patronized in March but had to go elsewhere because they only have four accessible tables and they were all full. After we went for a mooch around the shopping centre and causedContinue reading “Today’s been fun”