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Tales from a Fractured Folly:27th April 2017

I joyously brought the Black Pearl to it’s home port this morning. Then I was off to lunch at The Fleece in Bretforton, which was much less inspiring than I was led to believe, despite it’s rather posh seasonal Asparagus menu. A little bit more training for my invigilating next week followed that, then I was home for a while before I went to see a colleague of Worth’s who is going to the apartment soon and needs the key. 

Groovy Word of the day: spry 


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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 26th April 2017

It was part of our arrangement that I should sell Worth’s Breitling and buy myself something. It had to be diamonds, we had decided that ages ago. I have hunted high and low for something that lights the spark and it was only fitting that in the end I saw what I wanted in a new jewellers in Malvern, a place that never ceases to astound me in what it sells if you look properly. I needed to haggle a little as you do, but we have arrived at a mutually acceptable price. I will bring it home tomorrow as I have a little shuffling of money to do first. And that dangly thing is a black pearl, Jack Sparrow eat your heart out.

Groovy Word of the day: bauble


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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 25th April 2017

These are a little bunch of wooden tulips I brought back from Amsterdam. My next job is to find a small vase to put them in. It was freezing today and even snowed briefly this afternoon, fortunately after I had been for a walk. The hills are lovely and the bluebells are starting to flower, but it’s not the place to be in a howling icy wind and snow.

Groovy Word of the day: blustery


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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 24th April 2017

I did some useful bits of maintenance today. I fixed the towel rail back on the wall in the kitchen and poked about in the insides of the fridge again as I could see I had some more creeping ice. This time I tried a bit of insulation on the offending  pipes, I hope my fix works. As I go out into the world next week to my new job of invigilating I thought I should spruce myself up and I am getting my hair done on Wednesday. I felt my dingy winter skin needed reviving but I couldn’t make up my mind which of these masks I wanted; as they were three for two I bought them all. I exfoliated today so I now have the Spring skin of a goddess. 🤥There will be no pictures of the treatment process.

Groovy Word of the day : elixir


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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 23rd April 2017

This is the gang making a fuss of Mum. It lasted a surprisingly long time, half an hour at least. Bertie wriggled and squirmed his way ever nearer to Ola until eventually he invaded her personal space. Inevitably she growled at him, then ran off with Bertie in hot pursuit. I love the way Bertie still sleeps with his legs backwards like a dog, maybe he will grow into them one day.

Groovy Word of the day : gangly


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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 22nd April 2017

I have an issue with Sony. This is the woofer that belongs with my surround sound on the tele. I agree it is a fairly inoffensive gizmo but what they completely failed to consider was that the tiny shelf underneath that forms the base of the speaker leaves a space big enough for a mouse to hide. 


So along with the plugs, wires and other paraphernalia that lurks behind the tele I also had both an unreachable mouse and a manic cat. Deep joy. 

Groovy Word of the day: elusive 


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The Tales from a Fractured Folly: 21st April 2017

I spent most of today travelling home from Amsterdam. I am getting to like travelling on trains, I think I have been watching Michael Portillo too much. Those on the cruise who took the coach option faced a 12 hour journey as that was how long it took them to get there on Tuesday. Some of it was caused by heavy traffic around Antwerp and casting my mind back I remember us making a trip to Lommel in our first Mini and getting stuck round Antwerp on a very hot day. Seems like a place to avoid. 

Groovy Word of the day : jaunt