Tag Archives: wtf?

Dear Sacha

Posted on 28 February 2018 by

Yes, you will undoubtedly find me ungrateful. No, I will not just keep my big mouth shut. But, honestly? All I asked for last week was your intervention to help make the never-ending raindrops stop falling. I imagined you may … Continue reading →

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Raindrops keep falling on my head…

Posted on 19 February 2018 by

Ever wondered why Sacha Distel snatched this song from Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid and sang it ever so suavely on his own TV show? Not just to show off his chic Gallic style and toothy white smile. Not … Continue reading →

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It’s time to anal-yse this

Posted on 25 January 2018 by

One of my colleagues recently told me that she thought I was ‘anal’. As a Scot, brought up in the sixties, this is not a word I’d readily use about myself, or anyone else for that matter – it has … Continue reading →

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There, their, they’re…

Posted on 9 January 2018 by

Words have been my playmates for decades. Ever since the Ladybird heroes of the sixties, Peter and Jane, and their huge black letters introduced me to dogs and balls and trees and toys, I have been surrounded by their magic. … Continue reading →

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Fancy a spam sandwich?

Posted on 28 December 2017 by

After all the Christmas bingeing and before the New Year festivities hit us hard in the belly once more, how about a light dinner? A quick spam sandwich is on the menu here at OMG tonight. I’ve never really paid … Continue reading →

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For adults only…

Posted on 9 December 2017 by

If anyone had had a camera to take a photo of my face at the precise moment of discovery, it would have travelled around cyber-space for a century or more. Pure shock, horror, and disbelief. “Who did this? Who the … Continue reading →

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Tweaky tweak tweak

Posted on 25 October 2017 by

I’m going crazy over here. My eyeballs are jumping out of their sockets in befuzzled dismay. When will it ever stop? they are screaming. Give up on the flipping tweaking, woman. We can’t take it any more! There are several … Continue reading →

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Spider-Woman

Posted on 8 October 2017 by

Why on earth did I end up doing this job? I have no recollection whatsoever of applying for it, being interviewed, negotiations taking place, a contract being signed, or a big monthly salary being transferred to my bank account every … Continue reading →

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Why did I miss that train?

Posted on 21 September 2017 by

I was definitely standing on the platform waiting for it with the rest of the inhabitants of the Earth. I remember it pulling up extremely quickly, the doors opening only a fraction before the ones at the front started yanking … Continue reading →

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Oopsie…

Posted on 13 September 2017 by

Notice anything different? Yep, I’ve changed some stuff around here. But being me, with all of my technological skills coming to the fore, of course I didn’t actually do this on purpose. I just willy-nilly jumped into something brand new … Continue reading →

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