Down at the doctor's
I took my foot to the doctor's yesterday. In fact, it insisted on coming. It also made its presence felt with every step.
The doctor held it in her lap and looked it over carefully and said the problem is probably a strained ligament, and ... Read more
Out of my box
I like to think of myself as a fairly adventurous sort of person. Not adventurous as in white-water rafting, shark-fishing and so on, but someone who's always willing to do something different. This is how I originally came to be hiking on my ow... Read more
The perils of alcohol
On Saturday evening I had 11 nice bottles of wine delivered to my door. I had been along to the bottle shop and picked them out two weeks previously, then managed to forget they were being delivered so when at length I remembered I was due a del... Read more
I've had the sort of three months you want to expunge from your SparkMemory to be honest. Like nearly everyone in the northern hemisphere, I've endured a cold, late, wet, grey, snowy and miserable spring. Like a lot of people, I've suffered from... Read more
Howl, howl, howl, howl!
Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are,
That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm.
Actually that's enough of King Lear. I'm not naked, in fact I wore my new frock to work today (it's now officially an almost-new frock cos I've worn i... Read more
The winter has stolen my mojo
'What winter?' I hear you say, 'It's spring!'
Hah. Not in the UK it isn't. We were promised 10C (50F) this weekend and I made plans to go away, and instead it's absolutely appendage-freezing, and the forecast is down to 2C for Saturday. 2C... Read more
There's not much chance of a hike this weekend. The weather has warmed up a bit, we now have a magnificent 8C (46.5F) but of course it's also got wetter. So I'm doing housework and advance cooking.
I've recently developed (much to the dism... Read more
Back in the Ice Age
Can't make up my mind where to go for a hike today. In the end I take the train to a place called Tring in Hertfordshire which is not a synthetic fibre although it sounds as though it should be, but a small town, inconveniently situated 1.5 mile... Read more
Ah, an interesting quality and one in which I am lacking. Fortitude involves the courage to keep trying even when you've filleted your flat and you can't find your mojo.
And when things you can't control get in the way.
Take this week... Read more
We all like a bit of a challenge, don't we? The important thing is to quantify the word 'bit', before you get started.
So . . . a few blogs ago I remarked that one day I wanted to join up some of the walks I have done, because the ones up ... Read more
Spring, that is. And I for one am pretty dam' glad. I have completely lost my SparkMojo the last few weeks and I am very sure it will reappear as soon as the temperature outside gets up to 10C (50F) and stays there.
This, we have been promi... Read more
The shape of things to come
Well, not quite, because it looks a bit shapeless hanging up there. But yesterday I went shopping for some work clothes and bought the first dress I have owned in 20 years.
... Read more
Mistresses Overdone it
Well, I'm writing this before the trauma of yesterday's events blanks it from my mind. So here goes.
Stonecot and I meet up at 9.05am (I'm five minutes late. This is normal practice. Stonecot is usually half an hour early except when she's ... Read more
Cheap as chips
Every time I'm down the gym (where I should be right now), there's a skinny 20-year-old blonde on the next machine to me. It's never the same one twice, you understand - the gym has an unlimited supply of them.
She'll be wearing one of the... Read more
A 30-year personal best
Today Stonecot and I walk from Chingford via a village called Upshire, to Epping. We set off at a brisk pace (set by me: we're meant to be taking exercise after all) up the hill to Queen Elizabeth's hunting lodge (ref previous blogs by both of u... Read more
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