Archive for December, 2007

Very superstitious… (or is it a saying, or perhaps an old wives tale?)

Tuesday, December 11th, 2007

Red sky at night shepherds’ delight (makes my think of pink angel’s delight desert). Red sky in the morning, sailors’ warning. What a beauty of a morning it was too- well time will tell us if today’s pink curdled clouds lead to torrential rain and storms or blue, blue skies till the evening draws in.

Superstition meshes quite well the warped laws of reason I had as a kid

(more…)

The tale of disgusting woe

Wednesday, December 5th, 2007

Little time, The Laundry, very ill

The steam from my Lemsip clouds the glasses of my mind

Tissues, tissues, said Amanda (more…)