I know that I’m a bit of a lunatic; not mad but ruled in some degree by the Moon. I know this, in spite of not remotely adhering to any ‘new age’ philosophies. I side with the rationality and reasonableness of the scientist at every … Continue reading Lunacy
Author: graysusan
Housewife and Mother. Writer of Charlie's Mum's Blog (or the blog that no one reads)
Six get Spooked in Wales (well maybe just one of us)
Last night I dreamt I went to Murmur-y-Don again. It seemed to me that I stood at the foot of the steep, rugged driveway, a fallen tree barring the entrance. Then, like all dreamers, I was possessed of a sudden with supernatural powers and passed, … Continue reading Six get Spooked in Wales (well maybe just one of us)
A Violin with Tea and Cake
The free, church summer concerts are on again. Seems like they only just finished. Time is up to his old tricks again. I went along last Thursday with my Christian friend. The performers were a duo; a Japanese violinist accompanied by a pianist with four … Continue reading A Violin with Tea and Cake
What I’ve been Doing
Dear Blog I’ve neglected you, but you don’t mind do you? Or perhaps you do, which is why you suddenly disappeared a week ago, walking off in a huff out of the blogging ether. Thankfully, this was only because I had to renew my DNS … Continue reading What I’ve been Doing
After Me Comes the Flood (a strange book review)
I I’m typing this in the living room, sitting on an old settee, the material woven in a mix of red and gold and a sort of muddy green, which I can’t name. Outside, past the net curtains stamped with butterflies and trailing leaves, sunlight … Continue reading After Me Comes the Flood (a strange book review)
Oculus Rift
It’s Eurovision again. I wonder how many Eurovision’s have been and gone since I started writing this blog? Probably just two, but it seems like an awful lot more. Surely once a year is maybe once too often to inflict a series of mundane but … Continue reading Oculus Rift
Afternoon Tea
I’ve been busy here and there, although ‘being busy’ is definitely a relative term when you’re a housewife. For instance, I think going to Sainsbury’s means I’m ‘busy,’ or wafting a duster around, or going along to my various choirs. It’s true that if you … Continue reading Afternoon Tea
My Journey into Narnia, beginning with a Biographical Tale
Once there was a child whose name was Clive Staples Lewis. He was born in 1898 in the city of Belfast, Ireland. When Clive was about four or five he announced to his mother that he would rather be known as ‘Jacksie’ for he had … Continue reading My Journey into Narnia, beginning with a Biographical Tale
Beauty and the Beast
Yesterday I forced the husband to accompany me to a 3D screening of Beauty and the Beast. There had been so much brouhaha (this is a word) about this live action, updated version of the old animated, Oscar winning classic that I felt it would … Continue reading Beauty and the Beast
The Short and Most Peculiar History of Ms Polly
Polly Dawkins was taking an afternoon nap the day the world ended. This had been an unusual occurrence just a couple of years before (as was the World ending, if we don’t count the dinosaurs.) Back then Polly’s usual afternoon activities had involved drinking copious … Continue reading The Short and Most Peculiar History of Ms Polly
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