Well, I never thought I would ever be reporting this: it is undoubtedly a tergiversation in Shacklepin behaviour, so marked that I am still reeling under the realisation that I have done it. I won’t keep you in suspense any longer, better out than in: I have ordered an exercise bike. Those who know me,Continue reading “Blog 75. Start Pumping That Iron.”
Tag Archives: COVID19
Blog 74. Keep Taking the Tablets
Well, if you are reading this, then congratulations: you have survived Covid 19, a particularly unpleasant virus that has dominated the year 2020 and made it a thoroughly miserable one. The virus may still be with us, but I hope that – by this time next year – we will at last be free toContinue reading “Blog 74. Keep Taking the Tablets”
Blog 73. …For Mighty Dread Had Seized Their Troubled Minds…
Merry Christmas one and all. It is now Christmas Eve and, if our Christmas is not turning out quite as jolly as we are used to, then let us make the most of what we have. Reasons to be cheerful: vaccines against Covid 19 have been found and a programme of immunisation is under way;Continue reading “Blog 73. …For Mighty Dread Had Seized Their Troubled Minds…”
Blog 72. Keep Your Bottom Clean.
I knew I was getting old when I was in HMS NONSUCH and responding to one of the many machinery breakdowns that characterised my time onboard. I was sliding down one of the near-vertical ladders onboard, gripping just the side rails, with my feet off the treads like you see in those American films, whenContinue reading “Blog 72. Keep Your Bottom Clean.”
Blog 71. I Don’t Like Sundays
“Deck the halls with leaves and holly”. As I quote these words, with just a touch of irony, I bet most husbands know what I am alluding to: the annual grumble associated with extracting the boxes of Christmas decorations from their obscure stowage in the loft, the acquisition of a suitably shaped Christmas tree, mountingContinue reading “Blog 71. I Don’t Like Sundays”
Blog 50. You are not a god.
Well, there you go: Blog 50, or 15 missives and countless grumbles, observations and adventures since Covid 19 started to impinge on our lives and liberties. Who would have thought that I could have lasted this long without her killing me (though I have felt a pricking between my shoulder blades a few times, andContinue reading “Blog 50. You are not a god.”
Blog 49. Every Convenience.
The study door flew open:“I am soaked!”, she cried.“Is it raining? I thought it had stopped”“Very funny. It was that damned cat scarer”Ah. We have seen a return of roaming cats in the garden, a nuisance that I have been battling with for nearly eight years and which I thought I had eliminated. It isContinue reading “Blog 49. Every Convenience.”
Blog 44. Ease springs on Monday?
“What are you wearing?”, she called up the stairs.My naturally fertile imagination immediately added up two and two to make five: at last, my ship had come in. Had the woman gone mad? Was there some fruity article in that Women’s Institute Magazine that had dropped through the letterbox yesterday? I pondered rapidly on aContinue reading “Blog 44. Ease springs on Monday?”
Blog 41. And yet another three weeks to go…
Spring has come to England. I cannot comment on Scotland or the rest of the UK. After two days of rain, which has brought up the garden beautifully, we have returned to lovely sunshine and mild temperatures. It is cool in the shade, but pleasant out of it. The weather has been somewhat fickle. BeforeContinue reading “Blog 41. And yet another three weeks to go…”
Blog 40. Four Weeks in and beginning to get restless now.
I first became aware of a problem when Jane gave a lee lurch and listed over to starboard, like a frigate over-pressed with sail caught in a squall. Confirmation was received when she then heeled over to port after bouncing off the dressing table, and flopped onto the bed. Clearly, she was either in aContinue reading “Blog 40. Four Weeks in and beginning to get restless now.”
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