So, picture it: it's late last night, I've just finished up work, and am clearing the day's debris from my desk before going to bed. This done, I head downstairs ...
One of the most unexpected side-effects of the Invisalign treatment I've been having has been a dramatic increase in the number of "OMG, my teeth are all falling out!" nightmares ...
Last time, on 'Oh My Holy Hell, Will Amber Ever Learn to Write Concisely?': 1. I had gone to the optician to find out whether or not I had a brain ...
So, on Friday night Terry and I are getting ready for bed. I come out of the bathroom, only to find Terry standing at the bedroom window, scanning the street,…
So, I decided to start running outdoors again. Yeah, I know: been there, done that, got the washed-out Nike t-shirt (actually it's a tank top, but whatever) to prove it. If ...
Yes, folks, it's true! The least popular section of my blog ever is back by... well. I was going to say "by popular demand", but that would be an exaggeration ...
Folks, there has been a development in the mysterious case of Nigel, the International Man of Mystery Next Door. It's not much of a development, to be honest. In fact, if ...
Phones. I hate ’em. I know I don’t have to explain this to any regular readers, but for those just joining us, I am phone phobic in the extreme, and…
If you know me in Real Life (as opposed to this fake, imaginary life we all have on the internets), you may want to prepare yourself for the fact that ...
A couple of weeks ago, I went to see the dentist. It was really awful, actually. I had to get up really early, and sit in rush hour traffic for ...
Yesterday afternoon, Terry was out with his friends so I decided to take myself off for a quick spot of shopping. Because that's what I do when I'm left to my own ...
Well, today was the day the mouse traps in our attic were scheduled to be inspected by The Man From the Council – or The Mouse Man, as he shall…
Well, I've always suspected it, but now I know for sure: I was born without a brain. The proof of this came on Sunday afternoon, when I decided to hit the ...
I wish this could be a more interesting newsflash for you, folks, but the things that live in our attic? Yeah, they're mice. Not vampires. Not Nigel, the International Man ...
Remember our attic-dwelling "visitor" of last year? The one who made noises in the walls and went on a chewin' spree among the bags of old clothes and other junk ...
Well. I’m pretty sure no one will be reading this today, because you’ll all be off roasting chestnuts around an open fire, or doing whatever else it is winter-lovers do…
Well, after three years of barely even thinking about Nigel, the International Man of Mystery Next Door, let alone writing about him, I now find myself thinking about him TWICE ...
On Friday night, Terry's car left us forever. It was a sad time for us me. I've said before that I get ridiculously attached to things, especially cars, so I ...