Back to life, back to reality...

Ok get this, people!

Having finally caught up on my backlog of e-mails, I just wanted to say -

No, I did not authorize Peter Williams to access a loan on my behalf after payment to him of $500.

No, I do not have a call on some funds left in a bank in Lagos, Nigeria by my widowed aunt whom I've never even heard of...

No, I do not require a Payday Loan. I no longer have a Payday!

No, I do not want to maximize my manliness. I am all woman. Merci!

No! My bank account has not been suspended after unauthorized access, because I do not have an account with your bank!

No - Please don't remind me that I once registered my e-mail address with Weight Watchers? I have put on a few pounds since even then!

Internet scammers, leave me the feck alone!

I need cake...

On the upside, last weekend I married my first couple.

They were young and so sweet and just lovely. On the very brink of their married lives together. The bride was in tears of joy and very beautiful.

This new little job of mine is such a privilege!

Ode to Joy...

So proud to have my 350th Follower -Welcome fiends!


I have been a bit quiet this week.   Some deep therapy was done in class and I have been sitting mulling on it.   I was helped through my learning thoughts by a wonderful lady who lives in the close orthodox Jewish community here in the north.   She is to become a firm friend.   She exudes warmth and care.

I pick my friends carefully these days, having had my fingers burned and my trust not returned in the past.

More news - I've been staggered that more people actually want to come and see me at the surgery where I'm a trainee counsellor...   Wow!   I hope I can do some good work with anyone who makes the choice to step over my threshold...   Although clients can never become friends, I care about everyone I have the privilege to see and their stories form part of the richly coloured patchwork quilt that I'm sowing to keep me warm over the long winter nights to come.

This weekend, I'm also privileged to be attending three weddings - Yes, three!   This is the start of my training to become a casual celebrant of weddings, civil partnerships and general facilitator of baby-naming ceremonies...   What joy!

Finding joy in the small things, like the number of daisies there are to be found craning their heads along the roadside after rain and sunshine, is the order of my day.

Things are looking up, mes mecs.  

I hope with all my heart they are for you too <3

Animal Crackers in my Tea!

My long-suffering husband, GJ, has been in London this week. And this time I didn't manage to whinge myself into accompanying him...

It's been a golden autumn so far here in the Queen's England. Darkening trees are still hanging on to their lime, bronze and gold-bedazzled leaves as if they are treasured offspring. The usual November rain has yet to arrive to drench leaves from branches, casting them carelessly onto slippery black roads. Gales have been forecast by troubled-looking TV weather presenters, but the trees have yet to fling off their foliage like menopausal mothers shrugging off their too-warm woollens.

So, it's been pretty out. The arrival of autumn has shaken me out of some of my misery. Sorry that you have had to share it with me...

My blog is sometimes sanctuary to me, listening and sympathetic ear, confessor, teacher, mentor.

I've been chuckling, courtesy of Statcounter, at the reasons some of you have visited my blog. I haven't looked at it for a while.

Here you go - The latest search words and my random thoughts on them:

purple wedding suit Maybe I should go into business, selling wedding frippery?

Vivienne Westwood bridal Ditto!

bed rooms Have I my own personal stalker? How very celebtastic!

a woman of no importance Ditto!

romantic love god Who? Me?!

lazylazy Ta-da! That's me in a nutshell...

yacht troika Stalker, again.

Angels Very me... Also very Robbie Williams!

"Shake some trees" This very autumn in fact.

importance of girls weekend Very true, do I need to take the hint and book something?

Widows of Culloden kate moss Fashion again; Where I used to stay... and a Skanky Girl. What more could you want?

talk less What are you implying - That I talk too much? How very dare you!

small moon gazing hare Very pagan, very moi.

behead woman What have I done to offend you?

Vivienne Westwood and the bustle Fashion. Muse. Legend. Edwardians...

celebrity males with ear piercing My Grizz, and the Amsterdam Incident?

girl wrist tattoos Have you been stalking my thoughts again?

photography black and white music Arty-Farty. C'est moi!

twiggy collage Wha'? I know Twiggy is advertising Sparks and Marks, but a collage, eh?!

alexander mcqueen Muse, legend. Much missed.

philip treacy pictures Ditto, two of the above... I love his hats.

A WOMAN WITH NO clothes If you've been looking through my bathroom window again, watch out! I'm having that blind fitted this weekend.

eccentric women Me, again! Are you having a go?

liver birds pics hat ?

Rosemary's Baby t shirts Again, what about whether I should open a shop? Should I do it, and take the financial risk?

Vivienne Westwood bankrupt Oh, right. Probably not then!

four weddings But I still need to mull on the bridal hire business, right!

Animal Crackers, or what?