In the old days BZ, (You know, Before Zentangle and I suppose it’s AT since then – Anno Tangli) anyway, in the olden days, my stress relief, my major relaxation, was reading. There was a time when, if it was in print, it was grist to the mill and, although I had my favourites, I would give anything a go. As a result, I have read some awful rubbish. My Mum and Dad instilled in me an attitude of “If you start it, you finish it. ” In Mum’s case, it usually meant meals and the moral high ground of a clean plate at teatime. For my Dad it was books, as if it was rude to the authour to start a book and not wade through to the frequently bitter end. Continue reading “The drugs don’t work.”
It’s September and Autumn is just around the corner. In the week since we came back from the glorious sunshine on the west coast of France, the English weather has been very English. Grey, dull, rainy and just a bit colder than is comfortable. Our world goes from monochrome to technicolour and back again like an art movie from 1970. But without the bad language and cigarettes – most of the time.
I met up with my old boss yesterday and we spent about three hours wandering around Meadowhall (shopping mall) and setting the world to rights. We went to Carluccio’s for lunch – dead posh – and generally had a whale of a time. Somehow I managed to come home with three new tops. And I hadn’t even realised I needed any until it was too late and the card was out and I was paying. How does that happen? Anyway, we’ve planned a Zentangle day for a select few at some point in the near future and I’m really looking forward to it. Continue reading “Where have all the flowers gone?”
A French friend told me years ago that there is a code to how many times you kiss people when you greet or leave them. (I like the way they explain it on this map too, but I’m not so sure about it. I like my friend’s way better. http://gadling.com/2008/06/23/french-kissing-just-how-many-cheek-kisses-to-give/ ) Apparently, never kiss your boss. (Never wanted to but perhaps that’s just me.) Kiss not so close friends twice, right cheek first. Kiss friends and family four times, also right cheek first.
Men don’t kiss men unless very close. Women kiss anyone they like and nobody minds. Continue reading “Four kisses”
Some weeks ago Rachel and I went to a book launch for a local writer called Milly Johnson. She writes romcoms/chiclit and the stories tend to be set in our area and they are both moving and funny. Margaret Attwood is probably not shaking in her shoes but they are a good read and we both enjoy them a lot. So the book being launched was/is called Afternoon Tea at the Sunflower Cafe and I bought a copy, got it signed and listened to Milly giving a talk which was absolutely hilarious. She’s very down to earth, with a salty sense of humour and a quick wit, so we had a great evening. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I5R0labbrZQ Continue reading “Doodling and dawdling”