Living on my own: The Moth…

As my reader will know, I have been living on my own for, well, two and a half years now.  For the most part I really like it.  I can watch what I want on the TV, or I can listen to the radio any time day or night (I like talk radio stations during … Continue reading Living on my own: The Moth…

Life does not begin at forty

Back in December I wrote a blog about becoming a "Cougar".  The reason for this is because I had turned forty. Four-oh, forty.  The BIG FOUR OH. All through my years of life I've heard the phrase "life begins at forty".  Does it? I must have missed that bus. I was warned by friends who … Continue reading Life does not begin at forty

Living on my own: Actually living on my own

Before I get into this blog, just a little aside.  On Sunday night I nipped up to Tesco because I needed milk.  The stuff I had in my fridge had nearly forced an evacuation from the house.  Anyway, there I am at the self-service till thing and I scan my milk and the magazine I … Continue reading Living on my own: Actually living on my own

Living on my own: Where does the washing come from?

Four months now I've been living on my own and for the life of me I don't understand why I didn't do this sooner. I actually live on a main road now.  At first I thought this would be weird.  Going from a streets where a car passed a couple of times an hour to … Continue reading Living on my own: Where does the washing come from?