Month: February 2022

The dogs were barking wildly inside this morning so I got up to see what they were up to.

Browsing idly around the local cycle shop last weekend while my husband was buying a bike, looking particularly at the selection of helmets with visors.

Our Spoodle Maggie has found some new toys that she loves to play with.

My French teacher has lived in English speaking countries for nearly twenty years, but she retains her French accent and still wouldn’t pass as a native English speaker.

It’s that damn dress all over again!

My french lessons have all been about very serious topics lately, verging on grim.

Not sure if you’ve  been aware of the storm in a teacup that was the Australian of the year reception at the Australian parliament this week?

True love

One of my favourite genres of book is the murder mystery, particularly from the “Golden Age” of detective fiction, 1920 – 1939.

I mentioned in my work newsletter editorial the other week that one of the ICU nurses had been a bit rude and dismissive when I handed over a post op neurosurgical patient.