Monthly Archives: April 2015

truants

    Posting days: Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday.   Saturday   I wake up early with the vague idea that there is something I need to do today. But I remind myself that it’s Saturday. Mmmm. How nice. Isis … Continue reading

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eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!

  Posting days: Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday.   Thursday   Isis plays happily in the garden. I lie happily on the futon. All is calm. One could almost drift off  …………………… Suddenly, I become aware of a frantic scuffling, … Continue reading

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Oh daffodil I weep to see ….

    Posting days: Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday.   Wednesday   Today, although she has no horticultural pretensions, Isis continues to enjoy the garden.     She ignores the lovely May who comes to visit. May is very good, … Continue reading

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cavorting in the garden

    Posting days: Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday.   Monday   On Sunday evening, Isis makes us laugh. She is walking next to Conchobhar when Gra. suddenly turns round to face his dog. Isis promptly stops in her tracks … Continue reading

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more blood letting

    Posting days: Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday.   Saturday   Well, tidings of comfort and joy – not. In the park today Isis strikes the fence with her tail which begins to bleed again. Soon she and the … Continue reading

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end of the line

  Posting days: Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday.     They say mishaps always go in threes. They don’t. Sometimes they go in fives. After Tuesday (when the shower pull switch comes off in my hand, the Co-operative store is … Continue reading

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food rocks

    Posting days: Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday.   Wednesday   Tuesday is one of those days. First I tug the shower’s pull switch to stop the water flow and the cord pops out in my hand. Later, we … Continue reading

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