It puzzles me endless, just what it’s about the mothering thing’s as clear as pants full of sprouts Patience and loving and selflessly giving When d’you get time for that other thing, living? You juggle and cook and balance the books The broth’s never spoilt, ‘cos you’re ALL of the cooks Throw into the mix, a […]
Complete lack of logic, humans are so complex. When I say humans, I mean me. Picture this, if you will, a happy family scene, possibly Sunday after lunch – perfectly prepared by me – hot cavalier hubby, has retired to the sofa to read The Sunday Times supplements, and twiddle with his moustache. The kids, […]
OK chaps, here’s the thing…….. I’m going to impart some wisdom atcha, just for you menfolk, ‘coz I loves ya. And hopefully to improve your chances of getting laid. Because I care about your layage and your penis, too. Maybe not quite so much as you do, quite honestly, but the sentiment is there. I’m […]
*PSYCH!! Gotcha. It’s not that I have a problem with the day, per se, no, no, not at all. That’s not the case one bit. In fact, it makes me feel really great about myself. What I tend to do on this day, is spend my time, wandering about Barcelona, (and other towns and cities […]
Well. It’s not been the best one has it? I spent hours yesterday, writing a post here, that will never see the light of day. I decided today, that I did not want to dedícate any space, to the heinous few responsible for the chaos in France over the last few days. Instead to the huge […]
2014 proved to be a turning point for me; some stuff happened. And it would appear that quite a lot of stuff happened for all the other people too. George Clooney finally stopped bachelorising, and married a woman. She turned out to have her own successful career (Hell’s teeth), and be more interesting than his […]
The Secret Diary of Anne Pank has reached seven thousand views. I’ll keep writing, as long as you keep reading. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Gracias, diolch yn fawr, gracies, merci, grazie, tak, dankjewel y muchas, muchas mas. Have a great New Year. Annie P. Xx
I would be in a perpetual cycle of bankruptcy (round about this time every year), and recovery (the rest of the year, until Christmas again), until they left home. Or I died of poordom. Whichever happened to come first. My money’s on the latter. But more likely, is that I would buckle under the pressure, […]
…. a bit of a party. So, as I pack for green and pleasant lands, I can reflect on the year that was, and look forward to the year that will be. With, I have to say, a little twinge of excitement. Keep it on the down low, I think it’s going to be a good […]
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I’d play a game of ‘Let’s see who can stay quiet, the longest’. Russell, sweetheart, it’s time to stop talking. One must know how to recognise that moment when it comes, and accept it. And more than that, one must know one’s limits. And you have…
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