Scat Happens
Well, once again I am hoist with my own petard. Or, put another way, I am foiled by my own …
Category Archives: Life
When Choice Is Not An Option
Gather ’round, Folks, the Meandering Matriarch is about to climb on her soapbox again. Not everyone will agree with me, …
Jumping Dads and Chewing Gum
Well, here’s a thing… Those feisty Japanese trend-setters have started yet another new trend. (You can never have too many …
I’m Such A Goose…
So there I was, sitting in the little change room in the Day Surgery section, waiting to have some tests …
And the Word Is…
Before I get into the discussion of certain words, I need to offer a bit of context. Why do I …
Christmas Shopping? Or Would You Prefer a Root Canal?
As the so-called ‘Festive Season’ approaches, I can only repeat what I’ve said before. Some of you will recall having …
I Had a Dream…
“Never tell your dreams. What if the Freudists come to power?” Stanislaw Lec It wasn’t a particularly inspiring — …
The Best of Both Worlds
I don’t know which those two worlds are supposed to be–it’s one of those expressions that always mystified me, even …
A Cow At My Door
Living on the Main Street of a little country hamlet like Wilmot is nothing if not charming. Never before …
Bigger on the Inside
A word about my new Tardis: old. When I say ‘my new Tardis’ I mean, of course, it’s new to …
