An author's blog and general musings on weighty issues such as, 'how closely must my breakfast cereal resemble dust before I can open a new packet..?'.
Now, I’m not telling you how to suck eggs, but from what I understand, ‘car boot sales’ or 'boot fairs' (if you're posh) are mainly a British phenomenon. The most similar thing you would find in the U.S. would be a flea market, I guess. In my country, people usually converge on some large … Continue reading Tables ‘o’ Crap!
This is a follow up to a post I did in 2015 – ‘Things that Make Me Go Boom’. And since this is me we’re talking about, there are too many things that drive me up the wall to be crammed into one blog, so I felt it time to do another. I had hoped … Continue reading Things that make me go (‘this is intensely irritating’) boom II
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
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😿
Well, I wasn’t supposed to be writing a blog this weekend (I mean, I was, but I couldn’t be arsed). And some may argue – quite rightly – that this isn’t really a blog post at all (if a blog is to be considered a thousand words or more, which it isn’t - it can … Continue reading We are the Champions, My Friends🏆
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)
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).
Next month, I will celebrate my third year in blogging. Woo-ha! I know, I should have written this blog in February, but I’m not very good at waiting for things. I mean, in early February, I could fall down a ravine or be trapped under something heavy. So why put off until tomorrow what you … Continue reading This IS the Blog you are Looking For…
2017 is about to draw its final breath. 2017, of course, was unlucky enough to have to follow 2016 – which was an unbelievably sh*tty year, I think we can all agree. Everything went wrong in that year: Deaths on both a personal and celebrity level, terrible political decisions, too many kitchen appliances needing replacement…well, … Continue reading 2018: A Year of Living Dangerously…
Here it is; my annual Christmas blog post! I’m publishing this on Christmas Eve because, let’s face it, tomorrow both you and I are going to be way too busy stuffing our faces with Cadbury’s ‘Heroes’ (probably not ‘Celebrations’ as I heard on the grapevine that they took out the nice ‘Maltesers’ chocs) to faff … Continue reading So, this is Christmas…
Adele Archer Writes 