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…

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…

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…

Doctor, Doctor – Something Strange is Happening to me

1 week into my 8 Week Whole Body Makeover, something very strange is happening to me. Off I trotted on a kebab run errand for Mr T, willing my willpower not to fail me. As I stood amidst the luscious greasy meat smells of the kebab shop, I suddenly realised something. I had no desire…

The Challenge Commences

Many moons ago …. back in 2014 …. I set myself a challenge. Or rather I set myself 101 challenges, to complete in 1001 days (if you are interested in the old challenge list, you can check it out here). I suspect the giddy anticipation of a ‘New Year’ version of myself went to my…