Welcome to blog! I started it in 2020 to chart my recovery from breaking my ankle (hence the name). I guess no-one saw a global pandemic coming. It's turned into a place where I can talk about the things happening in my life, my horse and my cats. Enjoy!
I saved a life today. Well I gave blood, so pretty close. Donation no. 63. While I was lying there, I realised I was under a disco ball. It reminded me of this quote.
So next time I’m feeling battered, I’m going to tell myself I’m a disco ball. I’m quite like the thought of being a magical ball of light.
Christmas wouldn’t be Christmas without World’s Strongest Man. It’s such a tradition. I grew up watching Geoff Capes, Bill Kazmaier, Jon-Páll Sigmarsson and Magnús Ver Magnússon. Legends of the sport. And yes, it’s a sport.
Then we moved on to Mariusz Pudzianowski, Zydrunas Savickas and Brian Shaw. Giants indeed.
Now it’s the turn of Tom Stoltman and a new crop of athletes. The loads they carry are insane. The feats they perform, jaw-dropping. Tonight they were throwing a kettle bell that weighed more than me over a 15 foot bar!!
Puts my annual Christmas tree carry challenge to shame…
Back home after a lovely Christmas in Suffolk. Simon and Harry always make me feel so welcomed. It really is my home away from home. And they’re family for sure!
I was welcomed home by my family. The kittens haven’t left me since I got back. Maybe they missed me. Or maybe it was cause I came home with cat food.
Buddy was pleased to see me too. Maybe he missed me. Or maybe it was cause I came home with haylage.
You draw your own conclusions…
I got to spend a lot of time having cuddles with this rather cute baby today. Well Christmas is about baby Jesus. So kinda fitting.
Who am I kidding?! Christmas is about eating lots, presents and spending it with the people you love. I got to spend most of it with 11 dogs. Definitely got my puppy fix.
Merry Christmas one and all! I hope you’ve had a good one. I have a full belly and a full heart. And that’s not just the Christmas spirit talking.
And so it begins. The now traditional ‘eat my body weight in finger food’ has started in earnest.
I appreciate that my body weight isn’t that much in the grand scheme of things, but I do my best. I love finger food. Well I love anyone who feeds me. But that’s another story.
With the big day tomorrow, I hope you all enjoy the festivities. Whatever it means to you. Whatever your traditions are.
Christmas isn’t my favourite time of the year for so many reasons. But again, I do my best. So let’s raise a glass to doing your best!
I have a mouse in my lorry cab! I kid you not. Only me huh?! I’ve found some droppings. So it’s time for an eviction as I don’t want any cables gnawed.
Off I went to the local hardware shop and bought a humane mouse trap. Let’s face it, I can use all the karma points I can get right now. Two nights I’ve left it in the lorry. Two nights it’s been triggered but no mouse.
So new plan. I brought the lorry home to give it a good clean. While it was here, Hugo took one for the team and got to have a snooze in the cab. It was suggested that the smell of cat might deter a mouse. To be honest, my first plan was to put Dodo in the cab as he’s more of a killer than Hugo. Dodo had other ideas and didn’t want to play ball.
As you can see, Hugo was thrilled! I joined him in the cab for a coffee while I tried to get him to embrace the mouse hunt. He want playing ball either.
The irony is that I’ve saved 3 mice in the past week from the kittens. Maybe word has gotten round that I’m a soft touch.
Anyway, the trap is set for night 3. So fingers crossed the smell of peanut butter is enough to lure the little critter.
Makes me think of the poem: ‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house. Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.’
I got back from running my many errands today to find this on my doorstep. A gift from a special friend.
Who knew Kit Kat made cereal?! Breakfast just got a whole lot more exciting!
Kit Kats have featured very heavily with one of my clients. Sadly, my time with them has come to an end. So I will be looking for new opportunities for 2024.
I’m immensely proud of what I’ve achieved for them in my 3 years working for them. Here’s to my next adventure. And keep the Kit Kats coming.
This picture pretty much sums up the world I live in. I had lots of errands to run today. Which mean lots of driving down country roads. I got stuck behind this mahoosive vehicle.
It made me laugh cause it probably goes faster than the Comedy Car. And probably costs more than my house!
I never get upset about being stuck behind farm machinery. I appreciate just how vital the role they play is. I’m a big fan of food. And let’s face it, without farmers, we’d starve.
So big up the farmers and being grateful for this kind of gridlock.
It was our yard Xmas dinner tonight. We headed to the village pub for a lovely meal. There was a special person missing. It’s the first Xmas meal without Martine. So we raised a glass to her and toasted her honour.
I really liked the festive centrepieces. We lit the candle and I said a prayer – peace on earth and joy to all. May your table be full, your heart be fuller and your belly even fuller still.
And so it begins. They’re helping honest. My efforts to wrap Christmas presents have been seriously hampered by chaos and carnage as the kittens will now be known.
They’re having way too much fun playing with the paper, cardboard and boxes. I can’t stop laughing at them. They’re so cute. They really are.
I apologise now for my rather bad wrapping.
Tales, Tails and Talus 