Author: Interloper11

Bought a very good value gold necklace at an antique shop the other day. Continue reading “Lost”

Am writing this in the bath. Continue reading “My Monday”

It turns out my surgeon today has another reason that he’s feeling more relaxed these days: he’s installed a sauna at his house. Continue reading “Tranquility”

Husband: “You’re such a hoarder! How are we ever going to get our house into order if you can never bear to throw anything away??” Continue reading “Speaking of bad habits”

I always say – to a select audience, it’s true – that having a kid is much like having a dog, only more so. Continue reading “Unpersuadable”

My surgeon this morning has told me of a revelation he had yesterday that he reckons is going to make an enormous difference to his mental wellbeing. Continue reading “Equanimity”

I was all ready to write a post this morning on how contented I am these days, with a wry comment on how I wish I’d enjoyed life more when I was younger, rather than agonising about everything all the time. Continue reading “Comfortable”

Too busy writing my department presentation on obesity to think up anything fresh for the blog, so once again mining the old material for your amusement. Continue reading “Old scheduling email 24 June 2018”

Our house is 99 years old this year, and thanks to an enormous and fairly bitterly resented outlay of cash on our part, is heading into its centenary next year in pretty good shape. Continue reading “Home sweet home”

I’m sitting in the spa, the sun is shining after days of rain, and my thoughts are turning to language. Continue reading “Saturday morning language thoughts”