Saturday “I can’t understand how someone used the last of Dad’s milkshakes and didn’t tell…
Saturday
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Articles from the ‘Journal’ CategoryThese are Morning Pages. Not necessarily written in the morning. Not written every morning. Always written as described by Julia Cameron in her book “The Artist’s Way”…
Friday
Friday Another frosty night. Frosty enough for the doors of the car to have frozen shut. But the car was needed today….
Thursday
Thursday The night had been clear, cold and frosty. I think Lesley had been awake for most of it. When she was aware…
New Year’s Day
Wednesday I’d been getting increasingly curmudgeonly in recent years and hadn’t bothered much about any…
New Year’s Eve
Tuesday The plan today was for it to be a Just Me And The Dog day. That was the plan. Lesley was going to take her dad…
Monday
Monday We started the day with the regular check on Lesley’s dad with the webcam. Instead of seeing him coming…
Sunday
Sunday Another early start for me today. Not generated by The Dog waking me up to be taken out to go to the toilet…
Saturday
Saturday Compared to what had been going on recently, today was as near ‘normal’ as it had been in months….
Friday
Friday Another grey, misty day. Another day that started with an out-of-the-ordinary message from Lesley’s…