You be the judge: should my husband keep his motorbike in the house?

Really, this guy has a very odd relationship with his motorbikes, and sounds generally a bit of a liability around the house:
With the Z1, I do admit that it was difficult to walk past in my old place. I remember one time my bag got caught on a hook and split and the shopping went ( Read more... )

Okay, okay, any of you who already saw this, probably said, I bet
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If I could ban any phrase, it would be that overused, viscerally irritating, and far-from-innocent term, the Guilty Pleasure. No one should feel guilty about what they eat, or the pleasure they get from eating; the only thing to feel guilty about (and even then I don’t recommend it) is the failure to be grateful for that pleasure.
Go, Nigella: 'it ( Read more... )

I sent off for free delivery vouchers some weeks ago, but when they turned up, whoever was delivering our neck of the woods was over capacity and no longer taking any more customers. But idly checking the site last week I saw that it is now possible to set up delivery (and I also have prepay vouchers), though not whether this is with same supplier ( Read more... )

What I read
Finished The Unicorn Hunt. See from a quick glance at the reviews on Goodreads that I am not the only one who thought this got a bit out of control and all over the place. I contend that it is not a good look on a novel about the C15th century if you keep getting a vague sense of what it felt like reading the later-period Iris Murdochs ( Read more... )

What I read
Finished Scales of Gold.
Change of pace, light relief: read Zoe Chant, Defender Cave Bear (2019) - begins a spin-off series from the Protection Inc, series: Protection Inc: Defenders): fun; and Robin Stevens, Top Marks for Murder: Murder Most Unladylike #8 (2019), and may I register an irk that Kobo falls down on recommending me things ( Read more... )

Okay, I am staying out of the Marie Kondo vs books debate because, on the one hand, you will pry the habit of having many, many books from my cold dead hands, and on the other, I am entirely aware that I have too menny and only the fact that they are not in free-standing bookcases prevents there being a nasty Leonard-Bast-in-Howards-End type ( Read more... )

Down to visit the family today, with presents for the youngest generation.
I cannot offhand remember if I have mentioned (I probably have) that the house presently inhabited by my sister and b-i-l, and now their eldest son, d-i-l, and youngest of the youngest generation, has been in the family since the days of my mother's parents?
My grandparents ( Read more... )

Because I'm still working on Heavy Ice, even with the journeying yesterday, as whenever there was a possibility of wifi I was trying to get online and see if the email confirming my shuttle reservation had arrived (it never did. I got emails saying it had been sent.)
Other travails of travel: trying to find one's way with one's suitcase to one's ( Read more... )

For some while partner and I have been mooting a short city break to Leeds, to undertake various jaunts of a cultural nature in the vicinity.
So we have now actually done so, arriving early this afternoon.
So far we have done the Art Gallery, the Henry Moore Institute, and the Chippendale exhibition at the City Museum, as well as seeing a certain ( Read more... )