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Sanctuary

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Housekeeper’s Diary

In the garden the purple speckled strands of whatever it is growing out of the blue watering can have tangled themselves in gorgeous knots through the fretwork of the old iron chair on which the watering can rests. They are as one now. A muddly marriage I dare not part. In the house the fridge is full of lettuce. A reminder to myself that Ste cannot be trusted to shop sensibly, should[...]

Puttery Treats + Pretty Things
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Housekeeper’s Diary

More and more now, there is clarity in my head. New ideas I would never have considered before. A realisation that there is very little set in stone and that we can be who we so very much need to be if only we would dig ourselves out of the kind of rut we have lined so cosily in satin eiderdowns and nostalgia for who we once were. I am clearing space. Utterly focused on saying damn you[...]

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Housekeeper’s Diary

I have never lived anywhere, where there seemed to be so much village on my doorstep. A real community. Proud of the place where they live and sharing daily concerns: a lost Harris Hawk we have all spotted dancing on the rooves of the terraced cottages. A bambi knocked down. spindly legs splayed and asleep for always at the side of the road. And a boy, a boy, a BOY, eighteen and too y[...]

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Vanilla Blanc Water Closet Droplets

Very occasionally I come across a product I simply have to keep on recommending and today that product is Vanilla Blanc's WaterCloset Droplets: a kind of non-toxic equivalent of the horrid, chemical fright that is Poo Pourri. I have been using these droplets to do battle with the nightmare that is having one bathroom in a house full of over-sized, stinky male sorts and it works a t[...]

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Housekeeper’s Diary

It is the little things. Always the little things. They still remain what matters most to me: the future always to far away to focus on, and the past so very irrelevant. So it is the little things each day delivers that matter most. This week Ste arrived home with a present for me. The biggest bag of bird seed I have ever seen and a bird feeder to swing from the rusty old hanging baske[...]