Guest post by Elsa at Feminist Sonar. It has been a year since I was in Edinburgh and I miss it. It's a beautiful city, and possibly the favorite one my husband and I visited on our honeymoon? And why? Because of the people. In one evening at a pub, we made friends with locals. … Continue reading Guest Post: Honeymoon In Edinburgh
This was going to be yesterday's post, but all the fresh air from the weekend left me too tired to crank up the computer last night. Anyway. September's book group selection was Pontypool Changes Everything. Since the Afterword basically states the movie is better, and people really shouldn't have read the book, few of us … Continue reading How Many Pillows Can You Fit In A Washing Machine?
My new favourite sound is the pop of a champagne cork. There was lots of popping this weekend to officially celebrate the engagement of The Butterfly and The Penguin. Saturday saw 364 days until the wedding. Not even a little rain could damper our mood or the bonfire. Sarge’s best man has a burning twice … Continue reading A Blessing Of Flames
Edinburgh — Peterborough – Cambridge — Peterborough — Edinburgh We boarded the train with two backpacks, my butterfly bag and George Bailey-Penguin, our travel mascot. I like train travel, and have come to accept the sometimes not-so-faint whiff of piss as part of the journey. This time, I ignored it by reading Three To Get … Continue reading On The Road: Cambridge
Last weekend, Sarge and I went to the pub (OK, two pubs) to meet with friends and prove that he had survived meeting my mother. We left the first pub in search of another one with an accessible toilet. I spend half my life needing to pee, and the other half looking for an accessible … Continue reading How To Get Free Beer
When my father got us to the airport early, I knew something would go wrong. If we had been ‘down to the wire’ as he likes to say, the plane would have been on time. As it was, we were early. And the plane was late. I’d been in holiday-mode since the day before. We’d … Continue reading How Much Fun Can You Have In An Airport Departure Lounge?
This is the text of an actual text I just sent to my second-oldest friend. I believe it speaks for itself: 'Looking forward to tomorrow. I love my life, but 30 just hit me. Please bring white wine.'