into the new year I have made some pretty momentous decisions...
here goes...
I have decided I really don’t like parsnips.
Christmas crackers: after years of viewing the contents of the best crackers I could reasonably afford. It hit me fair and square between the eyes what a total waste of money and the earth’s resources. For what? A moment’s instant gratification and more crud into landfill.
Moving here we have inherited a formal garden, which I must say was so appealing when we came to view. Informal is my mantra, life really is too short to clip box balls and these we have aplenty. How many balls does a girl want I wonder? The cottage garden before Hythe was a haven for wildlife, this one will be going the same way... relief!
A small pond will be dug.
I won’t be buying lots of Christmas chocolates, it is crazy as I don’t even like them!
My exuberance must be modified; just in from the college field where even Ellie called a halt to the ball throwing game! Having a dog in my life is one of the many highlights of last year. She is the sweetest most loving one I have ever had. And to think I took so long thinking I would always compare and it wouldn’t be fair on her. Not so!
Quite by accident in the form of a hairy heap I have started to get fitter, slimmer... a little, once the figgy pudding podge is gone.
The garden room cupboard is now orderly with all boxes with labels displaying their contents... who knew I could do it, not me for one!
Entertaining, I don’t anymore; the dormant recluse is stirring. All I really want to do is just be, making not a huge impact. Put a sock in it, when in the past I have always opened it and out has trotted the most awful old twaddle.
Not a lot to ask is it?
Happy New Twenties!
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