Hello again, groovers and shakers! Yep, I'm still alive and kicking. Well, alive anyway. I don't really kick anything. That's far too energetic for me. Alive and sitting, shall we say? Sounds good to me. I do miss my little ramblings here, so I figured why not check in with another stock take? And I did. Here it is:
Making: I don't really make things, unless you count the three humans I made. And...
Monday, 4 March 2019
Monday, 14 January 2019
One Word: 2019 Edition
Have you ever heard of the one word or intention for the year thing? Yes? No? Love it? Loathe it? Couldn't care less? Move along then. There's nothing here for you. Unless I can convert you.
You see. I'm a convert. I previously scoffed at such a thing. Seemed like a load of hippy drippy bullocks to me. However, I had an epiphany of sorts. It occurred to me that I was being a sour old cynical negative...
Monday, 7 January 2019
Hello Again

Hello again good people. It is I, the illustrious Ness of Nessville. Who else? It's good to pop in here now and again.
And may I say a very happy new year to you. Look, I know that's a big ask (side note: ASK not ASS). We can't be happy 24/7 for 365 days. However, I do hope that happiness and contentment...
Monday, 3 December 2018
Taking Stock: December 2018 Edition

Making: Mess! Seems to be a gift of mine unfortunately. Messy Nessy FTW!
Cooking: I made scones and hot cakes for the brood the other day. And SO. MUCH. MESS. See above.
Drinking: I'm gonna have me a cold glass of moscato soon. It's chilling in the fridge. Well, it's getting cool, no idea if it's...
Monday, 22 October 2018
Quick Meal Ideas #LifeThisWeek

The other day Mr (almost) 10 woke up bleary eyed and immediately asked me that dreaded question: What are we having for dinner?
Before breakfast.
Seriously?
In fact, it's common for him to not only ask what's for dinner, but what's for dinner TOMORROW. Didn't I just feed them yesterday?
Needless...
Sunday, 21 October 2018
Flowers Of Truth: A Story #FridayReflections

Stella stood at the window staring. Waiting. Always, waiting. It was barely past dawn and a dismal wet day. She couldn't sleep. As soon as she'd gotten the text, she'd left the cocoon of her bed. No doubt they'd be back in there very soon anyway. He was on his way.
Finally, irrevocably, he was...
Monday, 1 October 2018
Something Anything #LifeThisWeek

Greetings earthlings. It is I, the one and only Ness of Nessville, back to thrill you with the monumental happenings of my grand existence.
For instance, today's highlight involved cleaning out the fridge. This is a phenomenon known as 'living the dream'.
In other news, I also made some beds, folded...
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