Archive for October 2017

1. Sleeping I’ve had some lovely messages asking me how my sleeping has been since getting drugged up. Well, being on a combo of an extremely old-school, highly addictive sleeping tablet and an anti-depressant which is more anti-anxiety seems to have taken effect. An over-effect, you could say. It took a while, my mind desperately…

1. Imaginary Irish friends Despite retaining my dignity when around a good, solid accent for many years, I’ve now lost it after a long weekend binge watching Moone Boy on Netflix. I’ve been thinking, dreaming and alas, speaking with a strong Irish brogue. It’s feckin’ brilliant, so it is, although possibly could be construed as…

1. A long weekend is all relative It’s a long weekend if you leave your job on Friday afternoon (early even!) and know you don’t have to give it another thought till you return on the Tuesday. It’s a long weekend when Sunday night is still filled with ease and relaxation or maybe (you lucky…

1. The hip thing in yoga Since the beginning of time, or at least since I first started practicing, yoga teachers have spoken of our hips holding our emotions, the tightness indicating suppressed issues. Well I seem to have suppressed everything in my left hip because the difference is significant. It remains tighter than my…

1. Say ‘poz’ to me* Editors note: This is TOTALLY a love post, not a mocker. I can’t help the way I talk. Over the years I’ve taken classes with lots of international visiting teachers and teachers who now live here but hail from other parts of the world. They’ve always immediately made me happy…

1. My spot If you’ve watched some of my recent Insta stories I know you’ll have been desperately worried as to the outcome of a terrible new zit that has planted itself right on the top of my lip bow, smack bang in the middle. I’ve been slathering it with Clearasil (no nasties in that…

I’ve got a few longer essay-type blog posts sitting unfinished (also mostly not started). But I’ve come to miss that punishing daily schedule of my fifty posts in fifty days. Not the ACTUAL act of posting every single day, just the regularity of chatting without a particular topic. So. Here I am again. Let’s go…