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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 31st December 2017

This is a pretty little candlelit garden I bought for today. As an extra special treat, as I have just discovered how to do this, you also have a video taken about 12 years ago on one of our infamous French Weekenders. It is a very fitting way to end this year and you might get a better idea of the lovely man I married and will always miss. I will keep this going next year with a new title as I don’t feel Fractured any more, just a bit lost and amputated. But I am off on an adventure in a few days. So the blog will return in a week or two. Best wishes and happy New Year to all those who follow this seemingly never ending tale.

The French Weekender

Groovy Word of the day : wistful


Tales from a Fractured Folly: 30th December 2017

I lost him one year ago. Technically it was tomorrow morning but realistically it was this afternoon and Amelia and I were the ones who last held his hand. It’s very vivid and precious in my mind, it always will be and that is just as it should be. But there is no point to any of it if you do not learn something, so what have I learnt? Well you certainly find out who your real friends are and they are not always who you think.

So to those people who have reached out, included me in their life and helped me through this year, you have my everlasting thanks. They know who they are.

To those friends of mine and Adrian’s who have “been there” for me but have not had the time or inclination to get in touch (how hard is it these days?), those who I have had no contact with since his funeral, those who are utterly self absorbed in their own bubble and never found the time, those who say “we must…” and it never happens. To those of you who are couples, one of you WILL go before the other and maybe then you will understand when I say, you could have done better.

But I managed without you. So there…๐Ÿ˜

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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 29th December 2017

I appreciate I’ve led a sheltered life but this plug is nothing short of magical. It has four “outs” and however many “ins” you can work out, two USB ports AND it’s a charger, as it can store power for your phone etc. Yes it does have the CE marks it should have, or at least it says it has. All that for a tenner ๐Ÿ˜ณ. (The pink ones were cheaper). Good old Amazon.

Groovy Word of the day: awesome ๐Ÿ˜Ž

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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 28th December 2017

As it was a lovely bright day I went up the hills for a walk. The snow had mostly all melted down here and I never gave it a thought that it might be 5 inches deep and frozen up there. It was absolutely beautiful, very cold but not too windy.

The best part about going for a long walk is coming home to a cosy house, being greeted by your cats and then spending the rest of the day feeling quite justified in doing, or not doing, anything.

Groovy Word of the day: snuggle

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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 23rd December 2017

I took this picture earlier in the week when there was still a bit of snow left in Herefordshire. The bonfire on the right was quite spectacular – the smoke rose then went sideways in a long plume. Today I met up with friends in Gloucester and had a meal with them. I came home before it got dark then realised I had left my phone behind so John very kindly delivered it for me.

Groovy Word of the day: scatterbrained

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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 22nd December 2017

These are boxes of nibbles I will cook for tea on Christmas Day. I particularly like the tree vol-au-vents! I went for a walk with friends today, walked to British Camp and had lunch. I would have taken a picture up there but the fog never really lifted, even that high. So we had lunch and talked and drank, then we realised it was starting to get dark and we still had to walk home. So we necked our drinks and got home about 4 o’clock, almost 15 minutes before it was dark.

Groovy Word of the day: tenebrous