I used to be indecisive…

…but now I'm not so sure

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Friday letters

Dear weather gods,  You’ve been working very  hard for the last ten days.  You must be exhausted from providing us with all this variety – hail storms, snow showers, bright sunshine, rain showers, light frost, light breezes and fierce winds to name just a few.  Perhaps you would like to have a rest now and let us enjoy some gentle, settled, preferable sunny weather this weekend.

Dear fellow bloggers,  Having been without unlimited internet access for a week I have fallen very far behind with my reading.  I’m not ignoring you – I just haven’t had the opportunity to do lots of online reading.  I’m back to full  internet capabilities now so I’m looking forward to catching up.

Dear self,  Stop sitting with your elbow on the table and your chin resting in your hand while you are reading on the laptop – you know you will end up with a painful neck.

Dear neighbour,  Your clematis (clematis montana I think) is looking lovely and I am enjoying the benefits of it cascading over our fence.  There is something else there too which might be honeysuckle, but it isn’t flowering yet so I have that to look forward to.


Friday letters

Dear Prime Minister,  Well, that was a surprise announcement – a snap general election in June!

Dear Trebor Soft Mints,  Why are you so easy to eat, and more-ish?

Dear disposable gloves,  What a great idea you are – ideal to wear when preparing chicken, or chopping onions.  I hate the smell that slicing and chopping onions leaves on my fingers, so you are the perfect solution.

Dear Marks and Spencers,  Thank you for providing free WiFi in your cafes – it very useful.  However, can I suggest that you turn your air conditioning down a touch, please – it cools my coffee down too quickly.

Dear red squirrel,  How exciting to see you at the weekend when I was walking in the Loch Lomond and Trossachs area.



Friday letters – the Easter edition

Dear supermarkets,  It’s a struggle to see any shelves that are not displaying Easter goodies.  Surely you cannot expect to sell that quantity of Easter eggs by the end of this weekend?

Dear ironing board,  You look so much better now that you have a new cover.

Dear garden,  You are looking greener and greener with every day that passes.  The leaves appearing on the trees is one of my favourite times of the year – everything is looking fresh and clean.

Dear cyclist wearing dark clothes and with no lights on your bike,  I think we both had a narrow escape the other night when I turned out of a narrow side road into another fairly narrow road lined with parked cars. That was one moment where I thought I might have preferred you to have been on the pavement rather than on the road – I know I normally complain about that.  If you are going to do the right thing and ride on the road, you need to have lights on your bike during the hours of darkness.

Dear weather,  It would be nice if we could have a repeat of last weekend’s beautiful weather this weekend.  Please?

Dear readers,  Happy Easter.


Same game but slightly different rules

I’ve been taking part in Six Word Saturday for a few years.  Originally the challenge was to describe your life in the previous week using only six words.  The game now has a new host, Debbie at Travel With Intent, and the key rule has changed slightly.  Instead of having the six words as the post itself, we are invited to make the title of the post six words.  It’s amazing how that small alteration, after years of doing it the same way, is making my brain have to work a lot harder!

To soothe my poor grey cells  – I’m going to look at one of my favourite Snoopy pictures.

Posted as part of SixWordSaturday


Friday letters – the early April edition

Dear April,  You’re here already – how did that happen?

Dear sunshine,  Thank you for starting this morning off with some of your bright loveliness.

Dear apostrophes,  I heard on the news this week that someone in the Bristol area is correcting your misuse on signs.  He goes out under cover of darkness with a supply of made to measure apostrophes and his specially crafted ‘apostrophiser’ and rights the wrongs.  What a hero!

Dear ‘law-abiding citizen’,  Did you really think I would fall for your friendly email telling me that you had received, by mistake, personal information about me that might fall into the wrong hands?  At first I was curious as to how you could have my email address and home address, but as I read on and got to the bit about opening the attached document to see exactly what you had received, using the password you provided, the alarm bells were ringing loud and clear.  I know I am not alone in receiving one of your public spirited messages, so I really hope that everyone did as I did and deleted you straight away.

Dear birds,  I’m sorry the bird bath was empty for a couple of days, but it’s full again so please come and enjoy it.