Got my first copy of New Internationalist magazine, the first of four free ones. I'm already keen to get a subscription. As promised, no filler. Every article worth reading, every ad informative (or transformative). I received my second envelope of ribbons today (I joined a new swapping community and I love it so far; much more suitable for me than ( Read more... )

Day from hell yesterday. Really needed a day off from organising my life and from dealing with increasingly stress-inducing parents who've been hovering around a bit lately. I was quite happy to tend to life itself, however, in the guise of family organisation and housewifely duties so it wasn't as if I needed to head to bed to escape it all, ( Read more... )

Mum: How do you open this door?
Me: You just do it.Oops. I'm not very helpful sometimes. Admittedly I had my mind on something else when she asked, but she had geriatric Gordon the cat on one shoulder and her bag dangling from the other hand, and she's getting up there in age a bit is my mum ( Read more... )

Oh, it's a beautiful sunny Sunday out there. I peep through vintage venetians at the gum tree sapling we freed from pestilence and staked, and the crepe myrtle billowing over the green of the lawn. I can hear a bird calling to another and a distant lawnmower - they're in the Top 10 of my favourite sounds, both of them. And now an aeroplane, and ( Read more... )