the trials of my syngonium

I didn’t know a syngonium was a syngonium. They were just these odd mottled plants my mum had. She’d cut them at the stalks and put them in a vase, and there they’d live forever more. So when I looked for greenery to compliment my new home, I took cuttings from my mothers plant and … Continue reading the trials of my syngonium

yep, I’m a plant lady…

So, if you’ve been following me on Instagram, you will have noticed a change to my content. A dramatic change. Yes, that’s right, I’ve gone plant crazy. Not quite sure what has happened. Actually, I am. It’s the obsessive gene. The addictive gene. I’ve got it. There’s no grey with me. There’s love, and there’s … Continue reading yep, I’m a plant lady…

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 car. Obviously a car, though the sound wasn’t that of a normal driving scenario. Too ragged, too, … Continue reading KOOL-AID: things that go bump in the night

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 were sitting together. He with his breakfast, me with my coffee. The TV, as per normal, was … Continue reading KOOL-AID: i saw him on the tv

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 when everyone needs the explanation of ‘manic depressive’ to understand it. I’ll tell you why. Because people … Continue reading KOOL-AID: mania yes, happiness, no

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 wooden so a sweep and going-over with a damp cloth is enough. Have not normally been concerned … Continue reading KOOL-AID: a cult’s guide to cleaning

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 change it to Snarky. He was at the kitchen table when I came in. I have a … Continue reading KOOL-AID: pathetic state of affairs

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 event. It’s snow, folks, snow. Deal with it. Having said that, am quite like the rest of … Continue reading KOOL-AID: 7 stages of snow

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 the enemy. Private detectives are hired, dirt is found. You’ll be brought down, no matter what. But … Continue reading KOOL-AID: because it’s policy

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 someone. Wondered who it was. Wondered if was girl he has photo of in his bedroom. (But … Continue reading KOOL-AID: yes somebody died. but they weren’t murdered