For Old Times’ Sake

~ Adele Archer ~ 9 Comments

I know, I know. I’ve been lying low again. There’s no excuse. Actually, there’s a lot going on and quite a lot to write about, but none of it I actually feel at liberty to write about (I do consider myself a very honest blogger, but at the same time, it doesn’t hurt to play … Continue reading For Old Times’ Sake

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For the Love of a Cat😿

~ Adele Archer ~ 10 Comments

A few weeks ago, an odd occurrence passed in the middle of the night. I didn’t write about it at the time because I was rather too concerned about it; too concerned to put it into a blog. Anyway, I was awakened at about three in the morning by a loud but perpetual noise in … Continue reading For the Love of a Cat😿

The First Two Months of Living Dangerously (Possibly the Last)

~ Adele Archer ~ 17 Comments

  Hello, ‘tis I once more! ‘Who?’ I hear you cry. I know, you’ve almost forgotten me. You’ve almost (happily) deluded yourself into believing the only Adele you’ve ever heard of is the famous one who doesn't need a surname - like I do. But don't worry (you weren't worried), I’m still here! Just about. … Continue reading The First Two Months of Living Dangerously (Possibly the Last)

Nothing to Fear but Fear Itself (and Roald Dahl dialogue).

~ Adele Archer ~ 12 Comments

I apologise. I’m nowhere to be seen in the blogasphere lately (‘hooray!’ says everybody). My life is currently a little bit mental, so sitting down and writing a blog just seemed like an impossible task. It still is, so this probably won’t be a long one (‘hooray!’ says everybody). This craziness is totally self-inflicted, so … Continue reading Nothing to Fear but Fear Itself (and Roald Dahl dialogue).