February 2005

After a week of ease, today I was faced with a relative mountain of work. I don’t mind this necessary as I prefer to be busy. I work better, faster when I’m busy, and strangely I have more time to…

This morning I continued to chip away at the spring cleaning and de-cluttering of my little house. I have waaaayy too much stuff in my little house, and so a clear out is in order, particularly if I am to…

For three days now I have sat in front of the metaphorical blank page, pen poised over the last sentence. It’s not that I don’t know what comes next. I have a whole series of scenes planned ahead of me…

A day in the outdoors, up at Coombe Hill burning possibly carsiogenic fires within site of the Blairs country residence (WMDs anyone?). It was a good day of Slash’n’Burning, hacking back gorse bushes and burning in them three large bonfires….

I picked up my copy of this week’s tv guide to see what is on tonight (Michael Wood’s In Search of Myths and Heroes since you ask). It had previously been left open on Sunday’s page…

It’s going well. I have good feelings about this.

Enthused with ideas and story plottings after my swimming last night, I had to, once more, stop at the café tables outside of the etched glass windows and note down my idea. As I pulled out my leather bound notebook,…

It’s half term this week, and so it was blissfully quiet at the pool today – a flat calm at some time – and I swam my thirty lengths with ease. I could probably have done them in less than…

For the last four days I’ve been wearing one of those white cloth wristbands, for the make poverty history thing. Now I’m not a scummy, dirty, individual, but thing is, after just four days of wearing it, the pristine whiteness…

A rather splendid looking male pheasant strutted right out into the middle of the road on the way to work today. Big and bold, plump and tasty looking, it would have made a lovely meal, and he was asking to…

As hinted at in my last post, on Saturday 12 February 2005, this journal celebrated it’s second birthday. I say celebrated, but actually, when it came to it, after all the best made plans, we both forgot. But anniversaries are…

This weekend, have been good. I have been for a walk, in sunshine and showers, and bought a bunch of snowdrops to plant out in my garden ^__^ and I have read a fair amount. I haven’t done any writing…

So Charles and Camilla are too marry. Good. I’m happy for them. And if I can say it, it’s about time too. Can we please move on? There’s so many more important things that we need to discuss. I have…

Thanks to sitting awkwardly during the first half of the Noel Coward on Saturday night, I now have a pulled muscle in my back, just at the sight, and it hurts whenever I move or breath or eat. I’m very…

The main objective to my weekend home in the New Forest has been achieved. I have found my woodland of snowdrops, and I am happy! Snowdrops have to be my most favourite of flowers!