Month: July 2024

I was singing the “Nobody likes me” song to myself the other day, when one of the offspring who was with me said they’d never heard anyone else ever singing the song, and had I just made it up?

Always fearful of any evidence of senility, I was brought up short earlier this week when I couldn’t remember the symbol for “therefore”.  I’ll leave a little pause here so you can ask yourself if you remember it…..

Now with added technology! I’ve scanned this one to make it more legible. Thoughts?

As I was scootering to work the other day, I found my route blocked by a giant truck that was performing a multipoint turn to reverse direction on one of Wellington’s typically narrow streets.

I haven’t had any egregious brain fades for over a month now, so I feel as if I can relax about my dementia risk and go back to what concerns us most about aging – looking old.

The consensus on the family chat is that Catdog has finally reached peak psychopath.

I mentioned in that last old scheduling email, problems with sleep.

I noticed yesterday that a Kawakawa tree was strangling one of my feijoas.

In which I talk about the process of organising my first sabbatical six years ago,  and reminds me of why I’m going back to Montpellier this time and not the NHS.

I’m loving the current trend for maxi skirts and dresses.