Category Archives: Londonish life

Why exes do not always make good friends and other news

I reread something this morning. It was an old blog from nearly four months ago: https://titflasher.wordpress.com/2012/06/03/734/. In it, I expressed my shock, anger and grief over a love affair gone wrong, my desire to recover from it as quickly as … Continue reading

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Patriotism ….

I’ve been given some cause to think about patriotism lately. At the end of a very successful Olympic games, something I have to admit I was not being overly keen on, given the huge hole in our government budget and … Continue reading

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Hotels and hovels

Chatting to one of the cuntractor’s staff today was a bit of a revelation. He worked at the Waldorf Astoria about 10 years after I worked at another equally prestigious location. Both five star hotels in central London with a … Continue reading

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Ladies and gentlemen … we have #Healerfail

It may come as some surprise that M and I can actually sit down and have a cup of tea and a chat without having An Event or drama of one kind or another and often we do. A pleasant … Continue reading

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Syllabub

March 2006. My home was a pretty desolate place. My marriage in ruins, we had lost the contract at work despite providing a consistently excellent service and I was staying with the company but changing jobs to a smaller contract … Continue reading

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Blood part 3: Blood will out

My father was quietly terrified of his Grandmother and was schooled by his mother into behaving impeccably around her. Latterly, she lived in a large house, on the outskirts of a golf course with her second husband, a solicitor named … Continue reading

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Blood, part 2

Back to grandmother Millie … she was petite, tiny in fact, slim, dyed blonde, smelled of expensive perfume, gin and cigarettes. She was a complex character. In the UK, she set up her front room full of African things, where … Continue reading

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Recovery

When I fall in love, I tend to do it fully, just as I do most things – properly or not at all. This leaves me with a bit of an issue now that my relationship has ended. I have … Continue reading

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Strange habits …

There is an old English saying which goes “There’s nowt so queer as folk” meaning that there is nothing weirder than humans and I can happily confirm the same applies to cats.  Currently in my house I have: (a)                A … Continue reading

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We are with kitten

It is not unusual for M and I to be going through similar stuff at the same time. But sometimes the universe continues to amaze and baffle us. A few weeks ago, I had the daughter of a friend staying … Continue reading

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