Monumental cock up on the twilight Race for Life – first published 7 October 2012

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The other day I was talking about my stupid memory and some of the embarrassing situations it has got me into. Today I’m going to tell you about one of them. It isn’t strictly memory related really, more about having too much going on and losing track of the days but still. In fact, when I first found it in my blog archives, I did consider just pressing delete and consigning my shame to the bin on my Mac. In the end I decided everyone could do with a little laugh to brighten up a cold winter day and if that laugh is at my expense, so be it. Continue reading Monumental cock up on the twilight Race for Life – first published 7 October 2012

plans afoot and a whole lot of photos

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5 January 2015

It’s hard to believe that four whole days have passed without me taking a single photo. This is, in part, because I’ve been obsessing over old photos. My Mac has somehow accumulated fifty three thousand of them covering the last few years and, for Christmas, Commando got me a mobile drive to transfer them to. Slowly I’ve been going through discarding the rubbish and saving the ones I can’t bear to part with. It’s a little like walking down memory lane without the actual walking. Continue reading plans afoot and a whole lot of photos

dancing, walking and the odd memory foam pillow – first published 3 October 2012

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There is something about me and rain. At times it feels as if there’s a little black rain cloud sitting high in the sky waiting for me to step outside the door. Looking back on my old Fatgirlslimblog posts from 2012, I realise this isn’t something new. It can be all blue sky and sun when I leave the house but, within minutes, that blasted black cloud has appeared and started raining on me. Something else I noticed when I looked back was the huge difference between my job then and my job now, not just in what I did but in how I was allowed to manage my workload and the freedom I had to do things my own way. Continue reading dancing, walking and the odd memory foam pillow – first published 3 October 2012

A nice walk in the New Forest – first published 30 September 2012

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Living just a few miles from the edge of the New Forest, as we do, means we tend to take it for granted. People come from all over the world to visit the lovely forest on our doorstep while we drive through on the way to other places and forget how lucky we are. Isn’t it always the way? Occasionally, we remember it’s there and have a little wander to remind ourselves just how beautiful it really is.  The end of September 2012 was one of those occasions. Continue reading A nice walk in the New Forest – first published 30 September 2012

Struggling with the December miles, the final count

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December didn’t start off too well with me feeling a little off colour and the weather being rather uncooperative. Although it was the last month of my challenge to walk one hundred miles a month for the whole year it felt as if it might just be the first month where I failed. When I factored in Christmas and the need to go Christmas present shopping it all looked fairly hopeless. Continue reading Struggling with the December miles, the final count

Last walk of the year

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29 December 2014

On Monday I took my snotty nose and hacking cough out for one last gasp attempt to make one hundred miles in December. Technically it wouldn’t be my last walk of the year but it would be the final opportunity to put in some long miles. Given how rough I felt, it remained to be seen just how many miles I’d manage, especially with thick frost still sparkling on the pavements. The Riverside walk seemed like a good place to start and that was about as much of a plan as I had. Continue reading Last walk of the year

Reflecting on a year of change and challenge

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31 December 2014

New Years Eve is traditionally a time for reflection and resolution. Many years ago I decided New Year’s Resolutions were a bad idea, too much like setting myself up for failure and, let’s face it, we all find plenty to beat ourselves up over without adding to it once a year. Reflection on the year just past didn’t sound too good either. It had been challenging to say the least, I’d been unemployed, lost my dear Father In Law, had my blog hacked… 2014  was a year of loss, enough said. Then again… Continue reading Reflecting on a year of change and challenge

Light and shade

Much colder than it looks
Much colder than it looks

27 & 28 Declener 2014

On Saturday I had to go back to work but consoled myself with a reminder that we were all allowed to go home two hours early so I’d only be working nine to five. Unfortunately this reminder put the Dolly Parton song in my head and it followed me all through the cold streets to the office. Winter appeared to have arevived  overnight and, although we had no snow, or even frost, the wind that kept me awake by trying to blow my house down was icy cold. The sunrise photo I took on the river made it look far warmer than it felt and, up on Horseshoe Bridge , even the bars of golden light shining through the struts couldn’t make me hang around to try for a decent photo. Continue reading Light and shade

The motivation of music and some parks – first published 28 September 2012

Mad House steps
Mad House steps

The invention of the iPod and, before that, the Walkman were, in my humble opinion, the best technological advances in modern times. Ok, so neither have ended world poverty, cured diseases or won wars but they have made music accessible at any time and anywhere. For someone who walks long distances this is wonderful. Quite often I don’t use my iPod at all but, on a miserable day or a long walk where I’m struggling, having the music I want with me in my pocket can make all the difference and, in times of stress, the right song can soothe and calm. Back in September 2012 my poor overstuffed mind needed a bit of both. Continue reading The motivation of music and some parks – first published 28 September 2012

memory, happiness and being creative – first published 27 September 2012

Salvador Dali, persistence of memory
Salvador Dali, persistence of memory

You may have worked out by now that I have a shockingly terrible memory. It’s something I wish I could change but I can’t so I’ve learned to live with it or work round it. Back in 2012 I saw a TV programme that got me thinking that having a poor memory might not be as bad as I’d thought. Thinking about this somehow got me thinking about happiness and what I could personally do to make the world a happier place. Continue reading memory, happiness and being creative – first published 27 September 2012