Not made much progress as a careershifter in the last few days.

My bollockheaded former husband has not paid the pitiful amount of maintenance he is obliged to make under the terms of our Consent Order while we still have children of school age. Continue reading Distractions


Meet Me Half Way

Thinking about serendipity, or making one’s own luck, reminds me of a couple of things.

One is the story of the golfer Gary Player. Apparently he was playing well and someone said ‘Boy, I’ve never seen anyone so lucky in my life!’ He is said to have replied ‘Well, the harder I practice, the luckier I get’. Continue reading Meet Me Half Way

The Most Beautiful Woman

Further to my previous, unedifying post at the end of a bad day, I have resolved to tackle the subjects I couldn’t deal with last night.

So. Serendipity. Let’s start with that. Nice word, anyway. The word that lots of people choose as their favourite. I wonder what mine would be? I digress. Maybe one day I’ll write a post listing my favourite words….I like words.   But for now: serendipity. Or, more prosaically: chance. Continue reading The Most Beautiful Woman