It's 9.30am on a Sunday morning.  "We are going out in one hour, can you please get ready...." I demand from the bathroom while getting ready myself.  We are only off to the shops and perhaps to pick up a Costa treat but it will be nice to leave the house at some point today.  Our original plans were to go to Whitstable Castle Fayre but that has been cancelled (not sure why but it was cancelled 2 days ago and I have only just checked....) and now it's raining....

Old people can be such a joy.  Of course there are some horrible old people out there who are opinionated and stuck in their ways, who never have a positive word to say about anything or anyone else, which I am quite sure that I will be writing a blog or two on, in the not too distant future....  But for today, I will talk about the good ol' girls and boys ?  They usually have more time on their hands which means that they can give more time to us without having to rush off here, there and everywhere.  They can sit with us (or us with them..) sharing a cup of tea (not literally sharing the

So, I went to a local family friendly bingo evening at the Community Centre last night with Dave and the girls.  Freya who is 11 wasn't all that keen on the idea but Isabella was looking forward to it.  When we arrived, there was only one table available - and I thought our time keeping tonight was something to be proud of - nope, apparently not, we were the last ones to arrive, again....  We made our way to said table with all eyes on us as we squeezed past 'pushed out' chairs with our bags and coats in hand - damn it was hot in there!  I was just getting hotter - you know that feeling whe

Don't get me started on dog poo???!!  I have a thing for it and it's not a good thing!!  Sometimes it just seems to be everywhere.  I dislike, actually dislike is not a strong enough word to describe my utter lack of passion for the matter...