Sometimes on my drive to work in the mornings, I gaze out of the car window (usually the front one) at passing fields and wish I was a horse. Horses spend a lot of time in the countryside eating. They’re occasionally ridden. They have nice hair. But then the very fact that I am ableContinue reading “22 small joys in life”
Remarkable, just how much you can manage to not achieve if you really put your mind to it. For example, in the last 12 months (8,760 hours) I have managed to achieve practically nothing of any note whatsoever.
Guinea pigs are very sweet, very funny little animals that make excellent pets for twenty-seven-year-old quite anti-social women. I know, it’s weird. I’m weird. At least I don’t dress them up. It was Panda who stole my heart while I was lunch-breaking in the pet shop back in 2015. He was so tiny, with theseContinue reading “I just wanted to say some nice things about guinea pigs”
This is just going to be a quick one because I’ve just seen the time! Not that I need a reasonable bedtime now that I’m ‘superfluous’. It’s the end of my second day of redundancy. I cleared out our spare room, dismantled my drum kit and piled it on top of the wardrobes to makeContinue reading “Diary of a redundant writer: Day two”