KOOL-AID: things that go bump in the night
The last instalment of Kool-Aid… It was last night. I can’t tell you what time, as I didn’t pause to check my phone. The sound so large, so near, it woke me from my sleep. It was a… Read More
KOOL-AID: i saw him on the tv
Where do I start with this? And where do I start without giving self away? I don’t know. I just don’t know. It was such an innocuous morning. The fire was going. The kitchen warm. Landlord and I… Read More
KOOL-AID: christmas is all around
It’s been a very Christmassy twenty-four hours, really. Started with yesterday afternoon. Went for a walk just as was getting dark. Had planned it that way as fancied a walk through the village and don’t like doing that… Read More
KOOL-AID: mania yes, happiness, no
When I was diagnosed as bi-polar, it was a bit of a shock. Firstly, I didn’t understand what it was. ‘Manic depressive,’ it was explained to me. Which makes you wonder why they insist on calling it bi-polar… Read More
KOOL-AID: a cult’s guide to cleaning
Didn’t even think about it. Windows were dirty. Normally would not care about this. Am not saying am a dirty person. No. I do like things clean. Is easy in the gatehouse. Not much stuff. Floors are… Read More
KOOL-AID: pathetic state of affairs
‘How was your weekend?’ Is it possible to ask that question in sarcastic tones? Because I think Landlord did. Was almost snarky. Cripes, after all this time referring to him as Landlord, do not want to have to… Read More
KOOL-AID: 7 stages of snow
Catch up on Kool-Aid now by hitting the link in the menu above Ah, yes, I remember. This country goes slightly crazy when it shows. As if a natural occurrence in this climate is some kind of cataclysmic… Read More
KOOL-AID: because it’s policy
Why am I so worried about what the church will do? Because it’s policy. Attack enemies of the church. It’s in writing. When they say attack, what they mean is, aggressively attack. Do everything possible to bring down… Read More
KOOL-AID: yes somebody died. but they weren’t murdered
For obvious reasons, did not get a lot of sleep last night. Stayed awake, wondering if they’d come for me in the middle of the night. Imagination went wild thinking of all the ways Landlord could have murdered… Read More
KOOL-AID: checkmate
When I was young, my dad taught me how to play chess. In his usual style, though, he only explained half of what I needed to know before we launched into our first game. Whether out of impatience… Read More
KOOL-AID: taking a stroll
Things are companionable between Landlord and I. And quiet. Like a magnet, am drawn to the house every day, sitting down to lunch in silence, returning home, and then back to the main house for dinner. Am enjoying… Read More
KOOL-AID: it’s okay. am not dead
It was what I guess you would call “an episode.” Have read the two posts I made that day and can see may have been obvious to you folks reading this. The dribble! It got a lot worse…. Read More
