Doing the best that I can, at writing, running and living
I’m scrubbing my shoes after yesterday’s cross-country and can’t quite get the chorus of a song out of my head. It’s been rattling around in there all morning and I’m feeling a mixture of slight annoyance and enjoyment as I remember dancing away to it on Friday night. It was possibly because of Friday night… Continue reading Reach
Well! What a year that nearly has been. I’m sitting in the liminal space between Christmas and 2022, eating chocolate. Not just any chocolate. Not even M&S Chocolate. But home-crafted orange chocolate fudge courtesy of my wife. Dreaded double line To be fair there’s not a lot else to do given that we’re in the… Continue reading A Time of Reckoning
So after my last post, all the way back at the beginning of December when I was feeling focused and energised and full of the joys of the festive season, I can report that I have since done almost diddly squat in the way of running. And the ‘almost’ is only in that sentence because… Continue reading ‘Tis the Season
Anne's table dressing Today is the first Saturday of December and every year that means only one thing. Wine in the fridge, fire laid for the evening, free Spotify playing random Christmas tunes in between the adverts, and finally, the boxes of assorted, accumulated decorations down from the attic. This year, in a rare departure… Continue reading Deck the Halls
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