Getting my Spook on – Challenge #36

Mangled, blood caked hair frames a smeared face. Her head encased in a Saw-like lethal puzzle contraption. The strobe crazed picture flashes before me in disorientating slow motion. So slow, I think she may be a dummy. But, on the third head thrust she breaks free, flailing to the floor and grabs at my leg….

No Pain, No Gain – Challenge #55

The sweet taste of lollipop was a wimpish distraction to the needle sharp stabbing against the crease of my neck. Sucking up both the sweetness and the pain, I am determined to show resolve, despite my age lowered pain threshold. All this to tick off challenge #55. I’d wanted another tattoo for a long time….

5 is the Magic Number

The bittersweet undertones of the number five could not be underestimated last week. Five challenges I’d wiped the floor with, the buzz of success muted by the scales being 5 lbs heavier last Sunday. A celebratory consequence of doing so bloody well – out popped the bad habits. Thankfully, a week of redemption later, the…

The Chocolate Cake Hangover

Last night I had a little visitor. Perched on my shoulder, he whispered sinful nothings into my ear. I have non-affectionately named him the ‘Chocolate Cake Devil’ and in the weak moments of a late Sunday evening, his words of sabotaged encouragement did evil and I caved in. ‘Just one little forkful won’t hurt’. ‘Go…

1979 – A Year of Classics – Challenge #99

Now this post is going to give my age away. Shhhhhh, don’t tell anyone that next year is the big ’40’! That can be our little secret. So there I was, thinking this challenge would open my mind to a traditional and magical cinematic experience from an unknown age. Turns out I couldn’t have been…

Week 3: Word of the Week – “Noosphere”

Here we go, it’s week 3 of Challenge #53 and it appears I have a thing for ‘oo’ sounding words ….. Noosphere The part of the biosphere occupied by thinking humanity. Any the wiser? No me neither. A concept that emerged in the early 20th Century, the definition goes on …. (With reference to the…

The Strange Symptoms Continue

Peering at me through quizzical eyes, after my third affirmation that there is no wine in the house, eventual realisation mists over her irises – I am actually being serious. A Friday night of socialising, after a long week of work, and I’m not drinking. Thankful for supportive friends, if there had been wine in…

A Voice from the Other Side – Challenge #74

Scrabbling around for my vibrating mobile, whilst Mr T rings me in a rescue attempt to locate my frustratingly silent phone, I have a thought. I’m drawn back to the words of the medium, telling me that Dad likes to move things to let me know he’s near. Finally, I legitimately have someone to blame…

8 Week Whole Body Makeover

I’d been so good since Christmas. The gym had been beckoning me at the break of dawn and my body was on a journey to feeling happier, healthier, lighter and more toned. Then, about a month ago, the self sabotage gene kicked in – the little devil in my head spurring me on to snooze…