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Fabulously Fifty

April 5, 2016

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My mother always says old age does not come alone, I think she means, it comes with a few groans and a stiff joint here and there. I think it also means that the older we get the more friends we have, the bigger our circle of friendship becomes and the memories are richer, funnier […]

Busy, busy. Work, work.

September 8, 2013

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Phew. Being busy, it’s great isn’t it? But just sometimes it can make you forget what makes you smile and what makes you tick.  I’m going to try, in this blog, to capture just some of those special moments that make my life sing, those moments which I reflect on when the pace of work […]

Is that seat taken?

October 19, 2012

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My fabulous job takes me all over the country, largely travelling by train.  It’s sometimes quite a lonely experience, and sometimes you meet people like Julia and make friends. The journey goes so much quicker and you end up featuring in a fantastic blog!

A brilliant blog

June 12, 2012

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Myself and the Dolphin are brilliant. We’re brilliant because we chose to be. I think you’re brilliant too. There, I’ve said it, and you are nodding so you must agree. We went on a course recently, which is when we discovered that we were brilliant – it appears that we may have always been brilliant, […]

Never again.

February 24, 2012

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Never again, I swore – when I opened the passport and saw that it had expired. Never again, I swore – when I had to travel for 2½ hours to the nearest passport office. Never again, I swore (and winced) – when I handed over the cheque for the express service. Never again, I swore […]

The Lion, the Monkey and the Dolphin. And not a wardrobe in sight.

December 21, 2011

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The Monkey excitedly wrote the bid. The Lion made sure it all added up, was grammatically correct and made sense. The Dolphin said she’d be delighted to be involved and help them both. The Lion worked out the number of days they needed and the costs associated. The Monkey altered her diary so that there […]

Working up a sweat.

December 20, 2011

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Started my own business in July. It’s been brilliant, I’ve got a great new office, fabulous clients, and I’ve been working really hard. So hard in fact, I thought even my feet were sweating with exertion.  It transpires it was a leak from the outlet pipe upstairs, which had been running down inside the wall, […]