Thursday, 16 February 2012

I'm Still Alive... but only for the sake of a glance...

I am often made fun of for being over cautious. Ridiculed for my predilection for proper procedures; for my funny little ways that make me feel safe and happy. People say: Scarlet, why don't you throw caution to the wind, rip all your clothes off and go skinny dipping in the sea? No, I say, because I am wary of strong currents and of having blue knees. People say: Scarlet, why won't you climb the tallest tree and perform aerial gymnastics from a bushy branch? No, I say, because I am scared of woodland bugs and don't like snagging my tights. People say: Scarlet, why don't you throw caution to the wind, just every once in a while? Yeah, maybe sometimes...
But caution has its virtues, and if it wasn't for my habit of checking for traffic both ways even when knowingly crossing a one way street, then I would be dead right now. I was in Torquay yesterday and I am unused to the road layout. It looked like a one way system, certainly seemed to be behaving like a one way system, and in my heart of hearts I felt it was a one way system, so when the traffic cleared from the left I stepped into the road, but with a cursory glance to the right. Oh thank God I did. Otherwise today's local headline would read: Couple mown down by very large coach full of tourists.
My companion? Yes, indeed - one of those people who so often teases me for my over cautious behaviour... one of those people who often bounds ahead of me, throwing caution to the wind... one of those people who doesn't make the cursory glance to the right.

Anyhow, on a lighter note, I will mostly be wearing pink this summer.

Tuesday, 14 February 2012

Tittles.

I caught Mr Beastie gazing at my tittles the other day. What can I say, I can't blame him... sometimes they are impressively placed.... perhaps on occasion, too high... and sometimes I leave them out all night because I am forgetful.

Click to make tittles big.

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY, and may all your tittles be warm ones.

Tuesday, 7 February 2012

When Good Bloggers Go Bad.....or a bit smelly....

Has the blogosphere as I knew it, died? Have all Mr Coppen'sssss wild predictions come true??? Have we all perished under the weight of insipid self promoting marketing blogs? [Like Mr Coppens said we would] Have I been moving in the wrong circles??? Probably. Is there anybody left? Am I here? Have I gone completely barking? WOULD YOU LIKE A HOBNOB????? Custard Cream?? A VERY BIG MUFFIN?? Does Mistress MJ really need the pink ointment to cure her recent problems or just a rub down with some tea tree oil and a soggy flannel [this is a 'cure all' btw, don't ask me how I know]????

What the hell has been going on since I've taken a month off?? Should I become a troll? Should I write something? Should I come home and dust off my blog????

Oh dear.