At the age of eight, I watched Jaws through the crack in the bedroom door. Next morning when Mum asked how I slept, I asked for coffee…and thus began my addiction to caffeine and – although not sure it’s related – my insomnia. For the next few months, bath time required there to be within … More The thought crosses my mind that my problem-solving skills could be better
When garden-timers need replacing….
Everyone knows not to walk between trees in Australia. Or under them. Or anywhere near them before dawn. Or after dawn if we’re being honest. It was a beautiful night, a sliver of moon nestled in the infinite stars above. I was looking up at this glorious view on my way to check the mailbox … More Nature. So…
“Why has no one invented a coffee dispenser that can read your mind, start making the coffee, and deliver it to the bedside table even before you open your eyes?” I whined. “That’s what I’m for,” said my husband. “No you’re not, silly. You’re not just a coffee dispenser.” I smiled. He returned it and … More Decaf mornings
I’m scared of the dark. Always have been. I know that some people think I need to “get a grip” but they are just kidding themselves. I mean, what if the day you ignore the noises in the house, is the day you are murdered by an escaped lunatic with a fetish for chainsaws? That noise … More Things that go bump…and drip…and slurp