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Wherever I am, whatever the distance I have to travel when I leave somewhere, I always go to the bathroom before I go.  There is no scenario where I think – it’s only a few minutes – what could possibly go wrong?  Firstly because thinking that is practically inviting something to go wrong, and secondly because I channel my namesake grandmother in many things, but this one apparently first and foremost.  Read the rest of this entry »

It’s true, I admit it, towards the end of 2014 I fell off the writing wagon.  It’s not that I didn’t have anything to write about, it’s just that I stopped having the (or rather – making the) time to write.  I know you aren’t all out there waiting with bated breath, but I feel like I let myself down.  Still though that was last year.  This year will be different, I can feel it. Read the rest of this entry »

 

On this, the occasion of my 100th post, I thought I would tell you about last weekend which was a weekend of firsts for me.  I flew back from Athens on the Friday, with my sister and her two daughters.  Could I just say that although I love them both unreservedly and they were fantastically well-behaved, travelling with children is extraordinarily stressful.  Read the rest of this entry »

This past weekend, my best friend N had a BBQ.  He planned it meticulously – it was a rather large scale undertaking – giving everyone two months lead time and making sure everyone was available to come.  In the weeks building up to the day, the weather looked like it was cooperating.  We have become used to balmy days, long summer evenings out in beer gardens etc.  In fact in England, if you get two warm, dry days in a row, you declare it summer and act accordingly.  (In some parts of the country, two warm, dry hours are enough for summer to be declared.  Two days would be referred to as the Great Drought of 2014. It’s all about perspective.) Read the rest of this entry »

Last Thursday dawned like any other Thursday. I had promised to babysit my nieces while K went to a school meeting in the afternoon. I went about my morning chores etc. nothing unusual. At about 11:30, I went to pick up the phone to make a call and the handset said CHECK PHONE LINE. I unplugged and re-plugged the phone, nothing happened. At about the same time, I realised that we also didn’t have internet access (duh, it’s via the phone line). Thinking nothing of it, I told Mum the phones were down and they should be back soon, and then went off to K’s to kiss my nieces. A lot. Read the rest of this entry »

 

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A few weeks ago, I gathered some friends together at my place.  We had intended to make it a ‘games night’ – a throwback to our youth when we used to get together every week and play ping pong and board games in my parents’ basement  That weekend was a long weekend, so the Sunday evening get-together was a good opportunity to meet on what would ordinarily be a school night. Read the rest of this entry »

 Yesterday morning the doorbell rang unexpectedly at 07:30 and distractedly I accepted a package that wasn’t for me.  By the time I realised it, it was too late to hand it back to the postman so I thought I would take it to the Post Office on the way to my morning chores.

This was a big mistake. Read the rest of this entry »

So yesterday was election day here in the UK.  We were voting for MEPs and local councillors.  At least I think that’s what we were voting for.  The whole build-up to the elections thing completely passed me by and it was only because a friend posted on Facebook that she had voted that I remembered it was today.  I don’t object to voting, quite the opposite in fact, I think we should vote because frankly there was a time not too long ago where many people didn’t get to vote, so I figure since we can, then we should. Plus which I am Greek.  Imagine being a Greek who doesn’t eat olives doesn’t eat fish and doesn’t vote.  I’m telling you, I would be de-Greeked quicker than you can say Opa!  or some other Greek cliche. Read the rest of this entry »

This week started out well.  I didn’t get shat on, I didn’t have to pack or unpack any boxes and my family and friends are in good health.  What more could a girl ask for? Read the rest of this entry »

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It occurred to me when I looked in my larder this morning that the contents could be describing what I am looking for in a partner.

Then I realised that I have received a lot more satisfaction from that particular cupboard than I could ever reasonably expect from a partner.

Won’t join e-harmony just yet then.

Have a lovely weekend everyone!!

Mx

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