It’s December. I think the majority of you will already be well aware of that fact but I’m writing this down for my own benefit. So why am I not rushing around like a headless turkey doing stuff or even stuffing? I haven’t even made a list, bought a gift, written a card, bought the booze….. oh that reminds me….. Continue reading
… I’ve been thinking…
Let’s talk about boredom…..yawn, yawn, yawn…. yes let’s.
Do we huffty?
Yes we huffty.
(The ‘Tuffty Cub’ in many of my schools, had nothing to do with Tufty the famous squirrel. Our ‘Tuffty Club’ members consisted of those children we teachers found it ‘tough tae’ disabuse of the habit of using the following particular contractions: Continue reading
…’Can’t Buy Me Love’…
‘Maureen,’ said my neighbour some years ago,’ can you imagine what it’s like to be ridiculously wealthy?’
‘Don’t bother with an answer,’ he interrupted, ‘for I guarantee you can’t….’
He and his wife had just returned from their holiday home abroad which they visited twice a year.
Now… I thought that they were ridiculously wealthy……. judging by their lifestyle, and, tongue in cheek, I told him so. He laughed.
‘You think? We don’t come close!’
‘Well then, in answer to your original question … no, I can’t imagine what being ridiculously wealthy would be like. What made you ask?’ Continue reading