After a string of late nights and many hours spent staring at words until the words themselves lose their meaning ('curse? cu-rse? c-ur-se? That's not a word. Wait. Is it?') I felt rather drained this morning. The sun was bright and shining, and the sudden urge to sit in a coffee shop, drink coffee and… Continue reading Possibly Edible Creations, Deadlines and other such draconic nonsense
Category: ness talks about life
Unique? Who is.
Do you know, sometimes I wonder if any of us are truly original. Unique. Bit of a strange thing to say, I suppose. But give me a chance, and let me stumble out my thoughts. Books, movies and music influence us. Experiences shape us. Our childhood and its doings mould us. Friends and family touch… Continue reading Unique? Who is.
‘Sup, Sistah!
I have been tagged by the wonderful katiescottage and have faithfully filled out her questions: 1.) Do you enjoy horseback riding? Yes. I love it. I used to have riding lessons. But then I fell ill, stayed in bed, got out of bed, had a lesson in the rain, got yelled at in the rain… Continue reading ‘Sup, Sistah!
I’ve Returned. (Oh, And This Is How You Don’t Catch a Bus.)
Guess who has returned, life and sanity (possibly) intact? Yep! That would be me. I've learned quite a bit - how to survive beneath a boiling sun (lots of water, suncream and shade hopping), catch a foreign bus and a host of other Very Important Things. Oh, do you want to know how to catch… Continue reading I’ve Returned. (Oh, And This Is How You Don’t Catch a Bus.)
Ness is Off [For Just A Little While]
No, no! The adventures first, explanations take such a dreadful time. Lewis Carrol