Chez Spud

My granny square blanket is taking shape and, frankly, I’m having a moment of NAKED pride at my achievements. Of course one shouldn’t really blow one’s own horn etc etc, but what’s the point of having a blog if you can’t shamelessly show off whenever it pleases you? Ideally there would be a photo of [...]

No, I’m not about to bring forth progeny once again. Or ever in fact. Although I did say that after Megaboy 1 was born and look how that turned out (hello Megaboy 2!). But, then, that wasn’t my fault, that was the work of some naughty imps forcing me to consume my own bodyweight in [...]

…etc etc etc. I’m writing my Christmas cards. A task so mind numbingly boring that scooping out my own eyeball with a spoon and eating it would be more fun. I’m alleviating the worst of the tedium and the taste of the envelopes (MOO are you listening? Yuck to your gum…pity the fool who has [...]

Firstly, thank you to all of you for your kind comments, prayers and emails over the last few days. I’m so sorry, I’ve been hopeless and not responded to any of them but I have read all of them and your thoughts mean a lot to me. Got to love the Blogging Tribe xxx So, [...]

I’ve already mentioned that I can’t catch or throw. Neither can I run – regardless of how fit I am, I just…can’t… run, I flake out after an embarrassingly short distance and have to lie down, gasping and panting. I also lack any kind of hand-eye coordination, I can’t jump and am very clumsy. Also, [...]

Every day I stack and unload my dishwasher 200 times. I ‘may’ be exaggerating, but it certainly feels like 200 times a day and it’s one of my Worst Jobs…right up there with putting clean duvet covers on. Mostly I don’t like it because of the sheer monotony, I feel like I’ve entered a little, [...]