We have just had an amazing weekend and the words to the song we sang on Sunday morning sum it up beautifully – the overwhelming, never ending reckless love of God. This is why….. Continue reading “The overwhelming, never ending reckless love of God”
Tales from the Courtroom – be careful what you say
This little tale starts off in Stevenage Magistrates Court in the late 1990s and doesn’t get picked up until 10 years later. It really is a serious reminder of why it is so important we take care in what we say. Easy for me to say, perhaps as someone who is prone to ‘putting my foot in it’ from time to time. Continue reading “Tales from the Courtroom – be careful what you say”
Garden shed gym
This little garden gym shed idea has been brewing for a while now and with the New Year, it seems a great time to step forward with it. My DIY shed is now 2 or 3 years old and a tad under utilised. Sure it is okay as a place to store the lawnmower and garden tools but it has much more potential. Continue reading “Garden shed gym”
Morning run with Dave!
Yesterday I was exchanging a few tweets with a friend and a plan was hatched – a morning run with Dave! Continue reading “Morning run with Dave!”
Having to wear glasses
I really, really, really hate having to wear glasses. I only wear them for close-up things, such as reading or using a computer and yet I still loathe them. I’ve had glasses for this purpose for, I think, about 12+ years. This is how it came about….. Continue reading “Having to wear glasses”
5 lessons in 5 months of retirement
Here we are in January 2019 and I’ve been retired for five months. Time to reflect, take stock and consider 5 lessons from 5 months of retirement. Continue reading “5 lessons in 5 months of retirement”
Tales from the Courtroom – the plummy magistrate
It is a while since I last posted anything of the tales from the Courtroom, so time to reminisce about the plummy magistrate.
Magistrates come from all walks of life, or at least they’re meant to. Back in the late 1990s there was one Court I used to often go to and the Magistrates there were a different breed altogether. Talk about plummy. Continue reading “Tales from the Courtroom – the plummy magistrate”