Oooh, this is nostalgic: a Sunday Tittle Tattle the way it used to be. The way that nature intended. Or at least the way that I intended! Do you remember when the Tittle Tattle was made up of little morsels of unrelated…
I can now add “tree wrestling” to my list of stupid things I do when I’m pre-menstrual. Honestly, it has been a three day marathon of idiotic decisions, irrational reactions and unprovoked breakdowns. Although the tree wrestling episode was pretty bad and…
Sorry, I know that the internet is full of people boring us with news of their phone detoxes, social media bans and internet usage culls but I’m going to jump on the bandwagon and tell you all with why I’m…
Two things happened last week that require some discussion. Actually, they don’t need to be discussed at all; if anything, they are the sort of thing that a normal person absolutely would not discuss, but both events troubled me and…
Something happened on our family trip to Cornwall, back in May: I almost died. Now some people will say I’m being melodramatic about things and that I wasn’t anywhere close to death and that also I shouldn’t make light of…
I’ve had lots of questions (and complaints) about where the Sunday Tittle Tattle has disappeared to. It hasn’t disappeared, it’s just that the Sunday part of it seemed to be a bit irrelevant, seeing as though I can talk about nonsensical random stuff on…
I have something to add to the other week’s rant about bathroom fittings that aren’t fit for purpose – something that winds me up no end. And that is (drum roll please): hot and cold taps that have been put on…
There was a news story the other week that horrified me to such a degree that I almost sealed up all of the windows of my house, never to be opened again. As far as news stories go, it wasn’t…
Please examine Exhibit A above, which is a pretty bog-standard sink. Traditional – some might say boring – in style, but infinitely useful for holding water, which is its primary purpose, or for merely providing a temporary receptacle for water should you…
I was going to publish this post last week, but then I realised that it was Easter Sunday and the title was inappropriately depressing. None of the post is overly cheery, I have to say; but keep going because there’s…
I have been overwhelmed by the response to my post about grief; emails, texts, comments and messages have been popping up in their hundreds – almost thousands – with the most heart-warming words and comforting sentiments. Perhaps the most significant…
I’ve come to the conclusion that I am physically and mentally incapable of achieving a state of relaxation. When I thought I was going to have four weeks off over Christmas (it was actually two weeks, strictly speaking, but four…
