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Ok, it won't be as bad as that but it's difficult to see your own mistakes and the spell checker won't tell you!

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7 Links (Better Late Than Never)

Back in July, Sonia Marsh, the Gutsy Writer, nominated me to take part in the Tripbase 7 links challenge. I was very flattered, but we hit a busy patch and I wanted to be able to devote the appropriate time and attention to doing this challenge. I have compiled nearly 300 posts so that’s a [...] [...]

Autumn Omens

Autumn, l’automne, has got off to a cracking start in Creuse. Rors and I had a quick skinny dip in the pool on the 21st. The temperature was a bracing 20 degrees, but I managed 30 lengths before my fingers turned a worrying shade of post-mortem white! Chris and I continue our hedgerow-pillaging bike rides. We’re [...] [...]

Contes? Count Me Out! Or: Why I Hate Fairytales

A conte is a fairy tale. Now, I have never liked fairy tales, ever. As a girl growing up in the 1960s, the only things to read were class-riddled and Golliwog infested Enid Blyton stories, the Swallows and Amazons saga featuring a girl called Titty, Tintin books with their white colonialist overtones (and anti-llama propaganda) [...] [...]

Knitting My Socks Off

Non-knitters, look away now. Actually don’t – I want you to admire my socks! I am very proud of these socks, my first ever pair. If you knew how much I hated knitting in the round, tiny needles and fine yarn, then you’d be proud of me too because those are all things you need for [...] [...]