Yes, we have no tomatoes….

Yes, we have no tomatoes….

When I was a kid, and our family took a road trip, my dad would get us up at four o’clock in the morning so we could get on the road bright and early. We’d be so excited….mum would get the thermos full of hot, sweet tea, and we’d down our cereal and toast in...
Food Glorious Food

Food Glorious Food

In the thirty plus years I’ve lived in the USA, I’ve long heard Americans joke about British food. There are two predominant comments. British food is ‘bland’ and ‘has no seasoning/flavour How can you eat kidney pie? (This is a misconception. Small pieces of kidney...
Aging ain’t for sissies……

Aging ain’t for sissies……

I wasn’t going to post this latest blog as it seemed so trivial and silly in light of the awful tragedy in Manchester. I didn’t want to be disrespectful at a time of great sorrow. But then I decided that I should go ahead, because I am British, and proud of my people....
Sprinkle Sprinkle….

Sprinkle Sprinkle….

Gump and I lived on the east side of the river before we got together and married. I lived in a small 1930’s abode, cute, clean, and happy (think Pleasantville). He lived in a 1960’s ranch style home, furnished with patio furniture, a dark and gloomy place I...
Punk or Princess?

Punk or Princess?

This week I got to be eleven. I went with two dear friends to see the movie ‘Beauty and the Beast.’ It was like role reversal for me. Back a hundred years ago, I went to an ‘R’ rated movie (A Clockwork Orange) when I was 14….and they thought I was 18 (it...
Back in the saddle again….

Back in the saddle again….

I returned back from Colorado, only to find that the Gumpster had mysteriously become possessed by either An alien A nice demon Guilt Fear of me not returning There were flowers awaiting my arrival…yes, I said flowers. The house was tidy, not clean, but tidy. There...
Baby it’s Cold Outside

Baby it’s Cold Outside

When I was a kid, I was an army brat and I flew all over the world – Several of those times, my sister Denise and I would fly unaccompanied, she was 12 and I was 8. We would be put into the care of flight attendants as we flew from Africa to the U.K., via exotic...
Buddy, can you spare a carrot?

Buddy, can you spare a carrot?

It’s so difficult to write this as I am having trouble containing my excitement….Beyoncé (she is so famous, that her name is in this program’s dictionary) is having twins….wow! Seriously?……this is the important news of today? Look, I’m no expert, and I must not use...
Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!

Here we are, an old year behind us, one that seemed to whiz past like a high-speed train. And my, what a year…..I could rant about all the political unrest, a really strange election, awful wars across the world, hate radiating between people in this country, and a...
What’s New Pussycat?

What’s New Pussycat?

Well hello everyone. Sorry for the delay in blogging…..It’s been such a crazy few weeks that I’ve been too drained emotionally, physically and financially, to do anything but breathe and whine….. Where to start……….When I last checked in with all of you it was...