More uniform crush confessions, dreaming of Poldark & a nice ‘thank you’ card

The first Monday of the month is always a favourite of mine, no #MondayMorningBlues for this lady, I not only had the usual weekly newsletter to write for our Theatre Friends but it was time to write my column for Lyme Online

A week of emergencies and our crowd control could stand down

Bank Holiday Mondays always discombobulate me and this week such was my day-disarray I completely missed out on my usual Friday treat from the Aroma Coffee Shop. Things weren’t helped when the phones decided to stop working

My saintly patience, the Little Mermaid and thrashing the Belgians in rugby

Apparently I have the patience of a saint which put me in good stead for Children’s Week. Herding cats was one metaphorical description as we saw dozens of the little poppets arriving with dazed parents who looked like they had been deprived of adult interaction, sleep, decent food and daylight

I see no ships…other than the fishing boat that is rather low in the water

I see no ships…other than the fishing boat that is rather low in the water

It has been a long time in the making, quite literally, but Vera finally arrived on Wednesday evening with all the pomp and circumstance one would expect for such a VIP. I speak of one of the last remaining original lerrets

A nasty case of end-of-term colds and then the Americans arrived

A nasty case of end-of-term colds and then the Americans arrived

Apparently there are around 200 cold viruses; I think I must be on about cold virus number 156 thanks to my dear son who very generously shares his school germs with me, particularly as the end of term approaches. So