Category Archives: Writing
Cocky Delusions of Creative Grandeur
Beautiful bird, is it not? The Cockerel? The diminutive, Cock and Cocky have been used for year – YEARS – as nicknames, slang, euphemisms… a versatile and well-used word. We’ve all heard it, read it and/or used it. It is … Continue reading
Bikini Lines
My strimmer’s broken – and yes, I did replace the wire! This is the fourth one in as many years. I know they’re not expensive but what a waste! I’ve mowed the lawn but there is a definite unkempt look to … Continue reading
Bea’s Basin
I have a favourite cooking knife. Seriously, I am one of those women who comes into your kitchen, offers to help and then moans incessantly about how rubbish your knives are before you lose all patience, stuff a bowl of … Continue reading
Not in my name
Excuse me? Where did the words in this post disappear to? Is someone censoring me?
Turn Off The Sound
I heard an interesting piece of advice once: if you want to see the true state of a relationship (and we were discussing film stars at the time) watch an interview with the couple and turn off the sound. The dynamics … Continue reading
Where’s The Key?
I refer to a clockwork key as it is that time when I have to wind myself up ready for the start of a new school year. This morning we had the pep talk to fire up our enthusiasm, greeted colleagues … Continue reading
Rewind
If you’ve been reading my FB updates or tweets then you’ll know that a few days ago my hard drive stopped working. It has since been replaced and I have now restored as much as I can – not off the … Continue reading
Got the T-Shirt
I’m reading Faulks on Fiction, or at least, I started to before discovering that I was blind to much of the journey leading to his theories and conclusions as I hadn’t read the chosen books for at least thirty years. Books … Continue reading
Invisible Poisons
My brother is convinced I am being slowly poisoned by phenylalanine and/or aspartic acid. Now, he didn’t say phenylalanine or even aspartic acid, he said sweetener, aspartame to be exact. I have looked into it and, sure enough, the sweetener I use (canderel) … Continue reading
Banished by Bea Turvey
Scribbled thoughts of a mad woman 