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I started this blog to try to combat the loneliness that can creep up on those of us who are a little older (I am in my 70s).
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Monthly Archives: March 2017
I have always tried to make this blog interesting and varied and I thought to myself nothing interesting to say. But I was wrong. The week has been good and varied. I was asked by Gransnet to write a piece … Continue reading
I’ve just had a post published on Gransnet for Hampshire, click here or on the logo below to take a look. Let me know what you think:
What an amazing day in many ways. Wonderful weather even sat in the garden soaking up the sun and I was warm. That’s quite an achievement because I usually feel cold. Met up with old friends and usual discussions ranged … Continue reading
I am so happy to say that Lou is on the mend,even going out for a short walk even yesterday when the heavens opened. The only good thing was that when we returned home dripping wet, I didn’t have to … Continue reading
That was the week that was. The week started as most do normally, walking, coffee with friends, and then almost overnight my life shifted. I noticed that Lou was not herself. I didn’t rush to the vets the first day … Continue reading