That’s more like old times

That’s more like old times

Well, this week­end did resemble a more *me* kind of a week­end. Yes­ter­day, I spent most of the day clean­ing the house from top to bottom with great music blar­ing, which was ener­giz­ing and ter­rific. One slight hiccup, but that’s OK; solved that...
Ah, retail therapy

Ah, retail therapy

Most of you prob­ably don’t know, but I have enorm­ous feet. Mum nick­named me “anthrax” in utero, saying that if I had Dad’s feet and her mouth, I’d have foot and mouth disease.It’s impossible to find a size 11 1⁄2 to 12 in a women’s shoe and...