I woke up this morning with my brain streaming from my nose. It has to be my brain because my sinuses can’t possibly produce this amount of snot. (Current peak at a whole bog roll per 2 hours.) Also, I feel dumber – my brain is like soup dribbling out of my nostrils. Had I […]
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A weekend smelling like an alien *
* they smell like Boss Orange if you were wondering.
Read moreA weekend in Portsmouth
How last weekend saw nuptials and migraines, this weekend didn’t. There were no weddings to attend, no vertigo to steady — instead, allotment-working and paddle boarding. And how last weekend seemed to linger around, this weekend vanished — it’s my one complaint. Saturday saw me start the morning feeding a parrot. Charlie the parrot. She’s very […]
Read moreA weekend for a wedding
Torquay, again. This time for Tanya’s wedding. These past 4 weekends have seen me driving to and from Cornwall, Torquay (twice now), and having a migraine. The migraine weekend was meant to see me in Cornwall but the migraine made me housebound. With all these long journeys behind me and the one ahead, and with […]
Read moreA long weekend that wasn’t the planned bank holiday
With this bank holiday being the arsehole of a migraine, my plans had to change because arseholes are fussy about what’s in them. Originally, it was Friday and Saturday in Cornwall for Kaytes birthday followed by lad-time with Myles and Shaun. Revised, the furthest I drove was a lonesome mile followed by jack shit. To […]
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A weekend cluck-cluck-clucking
When roses are red And violets are blue They party, the unwed Before their “I do”
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A weekend with George Ezra
Beginning a day later than scheduled (due to migraine), this weekend kicked off with a Saturday drive to Cornwall. I set off at an ungodly 0630 and arrived 4 hours later, having seen Stonehenge on my detour. (I’ve yet to travel to Cornwall without a detour. This is the 2nd time I’ve driven this way, […]
Read moreA weekend procrastinating
Why do today what can be done tomorrow? That was the mantra of this past weekend. It’s somewhat the mantra of my life but that’s another story. It all began without a road trip to London. Now I think of it, that may have been pencilled in for the weekend before. Whichever, it hasn’t happened. […]
Read moreA weekend of refreshing rain
I’ll not lie, I enjoyed the rain. It was much needed. I did think Saturday’s ‘thunderstorm’ could’ve done better, though. 3 pathetic whimpers and a spot of dampness. The minimum I expect from a thunderstorm is to be awed. Anything less and it’s barely enough to look out the window. Sunday’s blustery drizzly day with […]
Read moreA weekend too nice to drive
Saturday was too nice a day to be heading to the allotment by car. This place can be visited on foot and with cider. So this is what I did. It took a little over an hour and I was in desperate need of a piss by the time I got there. En route, I […]
Read moreA weekend neither driving nor cooking
There was a vague threat of a road trip to Nuneaton (to collect Jackie and her new lodger) but it was only vague, and I’d found myself the best parking spot, so I wasn’t moving the car for nothing. Because living so near to Palmerston Road has its perks, this weekend was the Southsea Food […]
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Unn penn-seythen yn Gernow *
* Likely a bad translation of: A weekend in Cornwall Otherwise known as: Road trip to Kayte’s!! Yes, this ray of sunshine has now driven all the way to Cornwall and back again.
Read moreA weekend sweltering
I don’t want to sound typically British and complain about the weather, but I would like a nice downpour to reset the air, and then we may continue with this impressive heatwave. It’s just relentless. On Saturday, having given myself a migraine on Friday, I didn’t get up ’til 11. Migraines proper wipe me out. […]
Read moreA weekend alone
After last weekend’s fun and games, this weekend was the polar opposite. Because other people drain after a while, I got all my being social in person done and dusted by Saturday lunchtime. Although, via text and call I remained available throughout. Because the world outside is too hive and no chill, I kept excursions […]
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A weekend Amsterdamned
Alongside tulips and cheese, there’s weed and prostitutes to be had in Amsterdam. Unfortunately, the vast majority of the prostitutes were of the wrong gender for me, it’s out of season for tulips, and I’m not a big fan of cheese, so I was left with weed. So much gange, marijuana, you give it a […]
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A weekend ’cause it was my birthday
34 years ago, my mother screamed and screamed, and carried on like murder, and then I popped out screaming and screaming and carrying on like murder. It is for this reason that I refuse to work on my birthday. That, and I had an interview for the Co-op for a full-time position many years back, on […]
Read moreA weekend after a road trip to Wales
Heading off to Wales for 3 days was full of purpose. It was my first proper long distance drive since buying Bertie. 190-odd miles to my father, 15 to my mother, 180-odd back. I loved every minute. Bertie’s oil warning light issue was the only, well, issue. It was my first chance to freely travel […]
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A long weekend that actually felt like a bank holiday
Unlike most other bank holidays that whizz by like as if they’re shorter than a regular weekend, this one took its sweet sweet time. It actually took its days as gorgeous, sunny days should; lazily. It all began on Friday after work. After popping to the allotment to do a spot of watering, I spent […]
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A weekend avoiding some wedding
I wouldn’t say I’m anti-Royal, I quite like them, really. They don’t bother me. It’s just that if Prince Harry got married to Meghan on a weekday, and this day was made into a Bank Holiday, then I’d be all other their celebrations. I’d be WOOP WOOP WEDDING!!!! (I am often inappropriate in church) But […]
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A weekend with a car
Milestone after milestone! Physical miles. To Brighton, Portchester, Tesco (thrice), Shaun’s — I’ve even had my back seat down and carried a TV stand home. My Brighton journey was a fun journey, I quite liked it — people I’ve told have thought it strange I didn’t stop in Brighton but it was pissing it down, I didn’t […]
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A long weekend that saw me leave in a taxi and drive home in a car
The weekend began like most weekends, I woke up. Back in those days, I used my feet to get places so they were probably shredded, the sheets bloody, and I was writhing in pain. Saturday saw me on the hunt for Shaun’s birthday present, traipsing from Waitrose to Tesco, and thinking I should’ve just gone […]
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A weekend in Newcastle
Having friends and family dotted around the place gives excuses to visit. Like Kayte down in Cornwall = HOLIDAY!!! Like Jo up in London = HOLIDAY!!! Like Laura up in Newcastle = HOLIDAY!!! And so visit I have, and visiting I still am. I don’t get up here as often as maybe I should, although […]
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A weekend of Tony & Paul
Paying their old Uni home a visit, this weekend with Tony and Paul was always destined to be pub-orientated.
Read moreA weekend as a new driver
Felt a lot like walking, if I’m honest. No car!!! With Shaun on the case, I’m sure this state of affairs won’t last long. I’m lucky he knows what I want because I don’t. Having looked through insurance, which seems reasonably priced, I find some of the questions they ask are unnecessarily shruggable. I don’t […]
Read moreA weekend of being like super productive
After a week throttled, stabbed, and booted in the nuts by vertigo, this weekend was highly productive. Like super productive. Like oh my god…
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A long weekend egg hunting
Myles is now of the age to enjoy a good egg hunt. He loves them so much that he needs to partake in lots and lots of egg hunts. It’s an unofficial count of 40 on Easter Sunday — it would’ve been an official count but I forgot to count. The hardest part was finding […]
Read moreA weekend rebuilding
(my flat)
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A weekend of sleepovers and trains with my 2 main men
My little man Myles has been begging me to have a sleepover so, with Mum at a hen-do, I invited myself round and had one. Myles was super excited because, why wouldn’t he be? I’m amazing at playing trains! We played trains, and more trains, hide and seek with a cucumber, went to the park, […]
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A weekend to prune & apricot
Hot water = me! A prune!
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A weekend to thaw
The snow and having no boiler caused issues
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A weekend of the serious and not so serious
I was awarded The Sunshine Blogger Award so celebrated. I then had a nasty surprise that proved a valuable point.
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One whole year of weekends, the review
1 year, 52 weekends, most of which long forgotten.
My year review written 2 weeks late because it came around too quick and I wasn’t ready.
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A weekend spilling most everything
Except the cider
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A weekend that passed by quickly
Zooooooooooooooooom
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A weekend of success
If success can be measured by filing because you’re an idiot
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A weekend of the pox
Damn you pox!!!
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A weekend of discovery
I used a lantern and found things under rocks, inside old logs that looked like houses, and up a tree.
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A weekend before going back to work
A weekend of, “Eh? What?” Hack hack hack
Eww, green!
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A weekend that chucked last year through the window
BYE BYE 2017!!!
There’s a few cyber knights, 2 Golden Girls, some confetti throwing, and the apocalypse inside.
OH HELLO 2018!!!
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A weekend of Christmas
Cheers!
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A weekend of invitations, every intention, & good things missed
Boxing and dinner sorted until
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A weekend mulling
Hmmm – ah eh, no…
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A weekend of Christmas prep
Christmas is coming!
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A weekend of mad love nuptials
CONGRATULATIONS Erika & Aaron!!
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A weekend helping out
Saturday, I went clothes shopping with Jackie. Sunday, I went with Shaun to the tip (twice), collected paving stones and took them to his allotment (twice), and finished the day off sanding down and painting a radiator. I even squeezed in a game of hide-n-seek and washed Myles’ car. From one extreme to the other. […]
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A weekend getting back to my roots
After the bustle of the last few weeks, this weekend saw me get back to my roots. Namely be on my own and write. So that’s all I’ve done. Write. Alone. The bliss!
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A weekend in Prague
This has taken extra days to write ’cause I ain’t human anymore. I think I’m only here in spirit. Like I’m some figment of some fucked up imagination.
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A weekend of loved ones
My week in Lustleigh with Kayte and her family consisted of traipsing up mountains, jumping in puddles, and swinging myself up real high on the swing in the local park. This weekend has seen me catch-up with Shaun, and have a surprise visit from my aunt and cousin. There’s been much traipsing around Gunwharf and […]
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A weekend ahead of myself
Because of ninja dates changing their days (in line with their wicked ways) the original plan of meeting Kayte in Exeter went out the window, and so onward to Truro it was. It worked out cheaper doing this, as opposed to going home and trying again the next day. Also, it was more convenient since […]
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