Friday, 19 July 2013

All about me

I've had a revamp of this blog and I think it looks bright and perky. Now I need to revamp the content.

But what to write about? That has always been my problem. I read some advice about blogging and they said write what you think any potential audience might want to read about. I tried that and ran out of subjects in a few weeks.

So *takes a deep breath* I'm going back to the old adage of write what you know. I'm going to write about all the random, odd things that come into my head.

I was watching the comedian Reginald D Hunter on TV a few days ago and he said we should take those words other people use to put us down and embrace them so they can't hurt us. I'm going to try it.

Here goes….

I am a woman of a certain age.

That's a horrible phrase but it's true and I'm embracing it furiously. I'd quite like to be a woman with a mysterious past but I think I've left it too late for that. I'd settle for a being the woman from Jenny Joseph's poem….


When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick flowers in other people's gardens
And learn to spit.
But I haven't got the energy most of the time.

The poem was actually written before I was born but it's so apt. 

So I'm going to talk about anything and everything from my garden to kids, from the BEAUTIFUL young boy I saw at the garden centre and how he made my heart melt and my breath catch… yes, he really was that beautiful, to my random obsessions. From the everyday boring tings in my life to why I like m/m slash/porn when het stuff does nothing for me. 

I'm intrinsically lazy, a bit of a control freak, prone to weird obsessions about things no one else cares about. I don't like stress or pressure of any sort and I'm happiest on a sunbed, in the shade, reading a good book. Oh and I have a real fondest for a cold glass of Pinot Grigio (and most other alcohol) chocolate, cake and any food deemed bad for me/fattening.

I am going to be me. I even bought a new purple cardigan to get me started. 


  1. You are you. I'm happy to know you in real life. I'm very happy to hear about beautiful boys and pretty gardens, and especially happy to look at purple cardigans.

    1. And you know all about the random thoughts/obsessions I am prone too!

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  3. Sounds like a good plan to me! I hope you have a blast, Faith!

    *wondering exactly what age is a certain age . . .*

    1. I'm not exactly sure what 'a certain age' is but it's always used in a derogatory way. Me, I've decided to use it as an excuse.

      Boss: Why did you do XXXX?
      Me: Because I'm a woman of a certain age and these things happen!


    2. *lol* Love it!

      I'm sure some days I qualify based on the number of creaky bones & joints alone, so I may use your line of reasoning. :)


    3. Go for it. It's almost as good an excuse with a male boss as 'women's troubles.'

      I have no idea what those are but the line has got me out of a lot of things!