…that’s what Google delivered back to me after I asked it about Anxiety.
On the second search it delivered About 162,000,000 results (0.45 seconds) – same amount of anxiety info but at an even quicker mind-blowing speed.
I’m sat here looking at that figure, trying to recall how we set about finding information before the days of the interpipes. You would ask a family member or visit a library or ask Joe down the pub. Continue reading
It appears that your chair could help to stuff up your liver! As if wine wasn’t enough of a threat, eh!
Apparently, sitting for more than fives hours a day can be a pain in the butt, in more ways than one. Five hours. In one day.
I’m writing this at 2.30 pm and I’ve already clocked up five hours. So, by the time I’ve finished sitting at my work-desk, say another four hours – then an hour in the chair for dinner/supper/tea – followed by, Continue reading
How long will you take off for the Christmas period?
I don’t know about you but I get the feeling that the UK starts to shut/wind down for Christmas as soon as the last firework has fizzled out.
Asking around some of my self-employed chums (I love that word, it evokes aromas of ginger beer) – Continue reading
Oxford Bishop – time to get your ingredients sourced
Can anything be scarier yet so exciting at the same time, Continue reading
Last Saturday was a beautiful sunny day; the skies were bright blue and criss-crossed with fluffy white vapour trails from all the aircraft activity.
Me? I was stuck in the office installing a new computer and experiencing all the pain and panic that goes along with that – it went (almost) without hitch! Sunday I shall be in the garden for the whole day I told myself, as if in reward. Continue reading
…otherwise known as SOIL.
I recommend a pot of strong coffee before reading this piece. Maybe some cake would help too.
Soil. It isn’t pretty, it isn’t sexy, it isn’t exciting – or is it? Continue reading
A pal asked me if green manure came from horses after they had munched down on a feast of all things green.
Hands up if you are thinking of Christmas – nope, me neither. But I am thinking of home-grown new spuds for my Christmas dinner. There is still time …just, but you’ll need to get your skates on.
In the world of veg growing you have to be several steps ahead, rather like the fashion Industry has to think one or even two seasons ahead to get the next new colour out there. Continue reading