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News at last! | Flow...
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Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air (Ralph Emerson). After a long hiatus where my post-a-week resolution has been firmly thrown to the wind and neglected in its entirety I actually have some news to share! Yes, I know – you can’t believe that the last few months has been entirely devoid of anything interesting to say, but unless you want to hear me bleating on about how long the house sale was taking (five and a half months! 8211; and of course more canoeing. Our canoeing trip on t...
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Number 15 | Flow...
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Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air (Ralph Emerson). The house had that funny smell that houses have when it’s not YOUR smell, you know? Not a bad smell, just not a smell I was used to. I went to bed, alone in the house apart from Tess, and felt like an intruder, a trespasser. All my stuff was still in boxes, the smell wasn’t right, I never believed I would finally be here, yet here I am. In my house. In MY house! Is still the order of the day. Solid oak dining table. Dark brown wi...
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Can you guess what it is yet? | Flow...
https://georginadawkins.wordpress.com/2011/06/10/can-you-guess-what-it-is-yet
Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air (Ralph Emerson). Can you guess what it is yet? One of the great things about living in London is that there is always something going on, and quite often, that thing is free! Yesterday I found out that I can go and have training in making mosaics for free with Southbank Mosaics. Actually there is a bit more to it than that! Can you guess what it is yet? They can take months to complete and be worth thousands of pounds for high quality work. On the wa...
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Would you Adam and Eve it? | Flow...
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Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air (Ralph Emerson). Would you Adam and Eve it? 8221; “Should I leave it there? Very surprised and pleased – definitely one to remember. For those who don’t know my catalogue of disasters with electrical equipment, read on…. 1 Took friend’s drunk sister home. Drunk sister vomited all over me. Clothes and bag (and latterly discovered) mobile phone went into washing machine. VERDICT – dead phone. Click to print (Opens in new window). Why do people get dogs?
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Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air (Ralph Emerson). Can you guess what it is yet? Can you guess what it is yet? Isle of Skye the plan. Back to Earth with a bump. London. Love it or loathe it? Looks like my worst dream is coming true. The Peak District. It was very windy. Wales debrief: camping, walking, climbing, BBQs! Not another breast milk squirter! Things to get annoyed about. Photo of the week. Curious keyhole from my Photobox gallery. Click to see more. Join 18 other followers.
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Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air (Ralph Emerson). The house had that funny smell that houses have when it’s not YOUR smell, you know? Not a bad smell, just not a smell I was used to. I went to bed, alone in the house apart from Tess, and felt like an intruder, a trespasser. All my stuff was still in boxes, the smell wasn’t right, I never believed I would finally be here, yet here I am. In my house. In MY house! Is still the order of the day. Solid oak dining table. Dark brown wi...
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I lose stuff | Flow...
https://georginadawkins.wordpress.com/2011/10/11/i-lose-stuff
Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air (Ralph Emerson). Plus, it’s a relatively rare occurence, so easily forgivable. Shouting out with frustration (always ridiculous as I was the only one in the house) I ran around looking for the keys. The dog thought it was a great game and was no help at all as she chased me up and down the stairs grabbing my trouser legs, tail wagging madly. All to no avail as my keys were nowhere to be seen. Things I’ve learnt:. You never break something. Honest peo...