Dipping Into The Water Butt

Just so’s you know, I shall no longer be updating this blog.
Bye xx

I went out for the second time in three weeks today. I had planned to put a bit of make-up on first but was worried my energy levels would drop if I didn’t get out NOW so decided against it and went “unenhanced”. That got me to thinking about women and make-up and men and […]

An email dropped in my inbox today. Basically it was just an outline of the various star signs and although this isn’t something I’ve had much interest in, it caught my attention and gave me something to think about. Well, when a girl’s bored, she has to have something - anything - to think about, […]

The Shirbit culture believes that the human body is ugly and that its natural tendency is to feebleness and disease. The Shirbit therefore indulge in rituals and ceremonies designed to avoid this, and consequently every household has a shrine devoted to the body. The rituals associated with the shrine are private and secret. Adults never […]

I was 27 and living on a farm in the middle of nowhere. My son was 9 and I had a year old daughter.
The house was a right old ramshackle place – so much so that the bathroom was down in an old, dark and damp cellar, there was no hot water and the window […]

So very tired…
Why don’t I just go to bed?
Too many ghosts…
Why do they always come out at night?
Go away and talk elsewhere!
G’nite xx
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I have to admit it - I’ve missed blogging. The thing is though, as much as I’d like to, I don’t have the time to be an active part of the blogosphere. I was spending huge amounts of time reading and commenting on blogs, and while I appreciate that some of that time could be […]

Hi.
Some of you have been wondering why I haven’t been around for a while. Well, life’s been hectic, to say the least, but because of certain restrictions, I can’t go into the whys and wherefores. Suffice to say, there just wasn’t time for the blog.
I’ve decided to close it down. Life changes, people move on, […]

Another memory pulled from the pot, this time with the aide of Richard, ex live-in partner, present… err… boyfriend? Well, some kind of relationship, anyhow
I can’t remember how long ago it was we met and I certainly can’t tell you when this happened, although I’m sure Richard will be able to. He’s always […]

Anybody remember the story I wrote, about my daughters and their igloo?
Well a guy’s just been and commented on that post and left a link to the story of his night spent in an igloo. Does that look cool (no pun intended) or what?
Sharon xx
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