Tag: humour
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117: GRANDMA vs. CEDRIC – PART 2
Any of you who are long-term readers of Stop Telling Me I’m Brave might remember my description of the love-hate relationship between our dog Cedric and Lizzie’s mother A. (Or Grandma as she’s referred to in our household). OK, let’s be honest, despite the fact that Grandma sometimes feeds Cedric scraps of food at the…
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116: NAME-DROP-O-RAMA!!
I’m driving Annie to school, through the West Midlands countryside. My daughter, as is her wont, isn’t paying me the slightest bit of attention. Instead, she’s focused on her iPhone… updating a playlist on Spotify and playing the tastiest morsels from it on my car stereo. Annie’s musical tastes are eclectic and multi-era-spanning. She listens…
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115: BEE THING
I’m heading back to our home in the countryside, after two days working in London, and I’ve just been sent this picture from our back garden. Yikes! What the hell is this terrifying BEE THING*? Is it wrong for me to want to leap on a train, going back to Marylebone? Probably… May 2023 *After…
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113: FERAL CAT
So, back in 2022, we decided to get another (i.e. second) cat. I’ve already talked about Rosie in the pages of this blog… our beloved calico mog who died of cancer in January 2023. Well in 2022, before Rosie died, we thought she might like a little feline friend… so we got ourselves (and Rosie)…
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112: BED RAIL
Lizzie and I are changing the sheets on our bed. That hardly sounds newsworthy in itself… except these days we don’t change the sheets as often as we used to (when Lizzie was ill) and I’m going to have to come clean (sorry for the pun)… they’re not exactly looking pristinely white. Maybe I’ve been…
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107: CHOCOLATES
It’s Valentine’s Day. The first Valentine’s Day since Lizzie got the all-clear from her cancer. And… … unfortunately… … it’s crap. I can tell things are getting off to a bad start, when I present Lizzie with her card and box of chocolates. The card goes down OK. After all, it’s a Valentine’s card. As…
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106: LONG ENCOUNTER
I’m on the train from London Paddington to Honeybourne station – fifteen minutes drive from home. I had to catch the 20.50 from Paddington, as my usual train – the 19.50 – no longer appears to be scheduled. I guess that trains which take people away from London – as opposed to into it –…
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104: COMEDIAN
I’m in the kitchen, emptying the dishwasher… whilst hungrily eyeing the delicious supper Lizzie’s left out on the hob (which she and the kids have already tucked into). I figure, if I look industrious – doing the dishwasher – Lizzie won’t mind me also tucking into the delicious supper… even though it’s yet another meal…
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103: MILK
It’s a weekday morning and I’m rushing to get the 7.58 train from nearby Honeybourne Station, in Worcestershire, to London Paddington. This morning – disaster – we’ve run out of milk. I realise it when I’m in the kitchen, halfway through preparing a flask-full of coffee to take on the train. I panic. This is…
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102: WHY CAN’T YOU BE MORE LIKE HIM?
I’m watching Ant-Man and the Wasp with Annie, in our living room. It’s terrific! Exciting and action-packed but also fun and with tongue-firmly-in-cheek. I mean, it’s about insect-sized superheroes… how seriously can it take itself? I’m enjoying it at least as much as the first Ant-Man and Annie appears to be loving the movie too.…
