Life really does go backwards at 40. Really, who knew, time doth fly when one is having fun. Not really sure fun is the right word but its certainly been an eventful year. Not sure why but the moment I stopped working I appeared not to need to write. One assumes that working with some first class twonks was the reasoning behind my at times rather random ramblings. Frazzle Towers is still standing, ju.

Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. So I left you with me taking horse pills so that must have been Wednesday last week, wow where has 5 days gone! Tea and breakfast made with Hub.

This is what happens when a tomboy is forced to wear a pink skirt.

Two weeks ago, I introduced you to the ex-cage hens at the Wood Green Heydon Rehoming Centre. They were all looking at least a little battered. A new life for hard-worked chickens. When the chickens first arrive at the shelter, we can see .

Floridays15 - Diagon Alley - More photos. So here are some photos without all the guff I usually write. Starting with the inside of the train carriage. This is where you enter Diagon Alley. we walked straight past the first time. With what they have done.

As a long time attender of gigs I finally got to attend a music festival last week. Ok it was only one day of the four days, there were not banks of tents, mud, and generally unwashed people milling around but it was a music festival and it was all day and there were three different stages for bands to perform on so in my book it fitted the bill. Our first views of the area .

The diary of Cheshires secret step-mummy. A social media sabbatical? The irony of the question is that I am writing about this to publish my thoughts on my blog. But a blog is different. I just needed the big red chair and a Geordie accent to be big brother. Worst still, I was fast becoming like a smug, high and mighty ex-smoker.