Category: Getting Older

Tessa Barrie takes a light-hearted look at getting older

Bah Humbug! 6 Things Taking the Shine Off Christmas

Bah humbug! I’m just not feeling it.  Does anybody else feel the same? I thought getting our tree and decorating it while drinking a few glasses of Mulled wine and listening to Michael Bublé’s Christmas full deluxe special edition, might do the trick.  Well, it did, sort of. SIX REASONS […]

1st January 2021 – The Brexit Madness is almost here 😲

If you are like me, planning your long-awaited 2020 summer holiday in Europe will be a priority, but you can forget about bagging yourself any last-minute deals because, travelling in the wake of Brexit and a pandemic, means you need to allow yourself plenty of time to plan your escape from our sheltered UK shores.

LIGHTHEARTED HUMOUR FOR BABY BOOMERS

A chick, in my book, is a baby chicken covered in downy, yellow feathers up until the age of  6-weeks.   I’ve always bristled when the term is applied to young women, and I have always subconsciously disassociated myself from Chick lit, believing the genre to be driven by scantily clad, sex-driven female main characters.  I couldn’t have been more wrong and, although I’m not a fan of categories, it’s time to reassess the genre I think I’ve been writing in.

The Morning After the Stockpile

I’ve been stockpiling again, but not in anticipation of a no-deal Brexit, which may, or may not, happen in 10 days’ time.  At 7.30p.m last night, a lorry load of our annual supply of perfectly dry logs was offloaded outside our garage.

We have been benefitting from this arrangement for about five years and have always taken a cavalier approach to the storing and stacking of the logs, which we always do as soon as the load arrives and involves a considerable amount of physical exertion.

Stockpiling for Uncertainty – Are You Brexit Ready?

In Jersey and Guernsey, we are only live a short hop from St. Malo and our Entente has been extremely Cordiale for years, thank you very much.  Yet the repercussions of Brexit will affect us just as much as everybody domiciled in the UK mainland, not least when it comes supermarket shopping, as all our supplies are brought in by boat.

TIMES THEY ARE A CHANGIN’

As for politics…well… I am becoming more incensed on a daily basis. The United Kingdom I grew up in, has never been as divided as it is now.

So how can I call myself a niche-less blogger, if I exclude things that are threatening to disrupt and destroy the way we live.  So, my long-term writing modus operandi is about to change and I am ready for the backlash.  My Social Media following, such as it is, will no doubt dwindle as a result, but there is something I need to get off my chest.

MANAGING DISAPPOINTMENT: Physical Exercise Might be the Answer

Disappointment comes in various guises.  Bad exam results, the guy you fancy… who doesn’t fancy you and the job you wanted so badly, that you didn’t get.

So how do we cope with disappointment?

Cutting a 20-foot hedge did it for me today… after I had re-booked the flights.  It took about 3 hours to cut and clear up.

So, physical exercise may well be the answer to combatting disappointment… not necessarily with a hedge cutter in your hands.

ECLIPSING MYSELF: The New Improved Me

At dawn one morning I found myself talking to the Universe, well nobody else seemed to be listening and begging it to make my shit state of affairs go away.

The mighty Universe must have heard, as shortly after my impassioned plea, I was scrolling through Facebook and found Julianne Palmer, a clairvoyant in Australia.  I noticed that one of my friends had liked her page, so I had a look.

In the past, I had never paid too much attention to what the stars had to say about what fate lay in store for me, but I was desperate for an indication from somebody, that my life was going to improve.  So I took a leap of faith and picked a card.

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