My other half tweeted about this earlier. But don’t worry, that’s not what this post is about. I was going to title it ‘All Kinds Of Rubbish’ when I remembered what he’d put and thought you all might enjoy his rather bad joke. This post will be more eclectic than that.
However, I will tell you of our slight bin problem.
(This picture is not outside our flats, I just thought it funny)
Since we moved in there have been no recycle bins in our lot of flats due to previous tenants using them incorrectly. However, a security camera was installed last month to watch over the outside bins.
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Many apologies for the lateness in posting this week. It’s been a bit hectic, to be honest. I’ve spent time cheering friends up, feeling a bit rubbish and, today, baking again. A good friend came over tonight and we replenished my house’s stock of Australian crunchy (I’ve even included the recipe in case you want to make some for yourself). Basically, it’s a flapjack type thing that you top with melted chocolate. I made some in my baking session at the beginning of last week and it got pretty much eaten within twenty-four hours. So, today, me and my handsome assistant, Mr Jonathan, doubled up the recipe…
Continue reading “I Should Be Hoping, But I Can’t Stop Thinking Of All The Things I Should’ve Said That I Never Said”
Tonight, one of my favourite programmes is on and it is the penultimate episode. I’m quite excited. I’m also finding it relatively hard to concentrate on what I’m writing at the moment. Some people might say it’s writer’s block. I know it isn’t (but it did give me the opportunity to post one of my favourite Cyanide & Happiness comic pieces). It’s more that I’m distracting myself. Occasionally I get very scatty and end up staring into space, which means I’m not doing what I’m supposed to be doing. It usually involves circular thoughts, as well, about situations I cannot change for whatever reason. It’s these circular thoughts that kept me awake until about four this morning. It may be the reason why I am feeling so distracted today.
Continue reading “I, Who Loved The Sparks.”