A.S. Thomson

  • Up To My Knees In Frickin’ Cow Pats: 23/10/20

    Today, I want to share with you some of the things I have discovered this week. The world is pretty rubbish just now so I thought I’d find some positives we can concentrate on instead. You’ll still be up to your knees in frickin’ cowpats, but better informed about some fun stuff.

  • Re-emergence? Nah.

    After more than four months of shielding, George and I are now venturing out into the Big Wide World. While most of the world has been learning how to navigate the “New Normal” we have been sheltering in our little house, spending time in the garden when weather allows, having our groceries delivered and keeping…

  • Keep Calm and Corona On!

    Hasn’t 2020 been a cracking year so far? We began with an 80 seat majority for De Pfeffel and the knowledge that we, the disabled, ill and vulnerable, were well and truly screwed. Then came one storm after another, the country virtually sinking and many homes uninhabitable for the foreseeable future. I caught a nasty…

  • I’m back!

    Well, I hope I’m back. I intend to be back but I also intended to be thin and rich and those didn’t happen so who knows. Life has been less than ideal of late. My health has deteriorated dramatically, I’m constantly exhausted and in pain and frequently can’t remember words so please, bear with me.…

  • True Romance

    I only discovered this morning that it was World Poetry Day. This is what I wrote for it. I started out wanting to write a poem about the Glasgow “scramble” when the father of the bride would release a fistful of coins onto the street for the waiting weans to scramble for as the bride’s…

  • Nil Desperandum!

    When I had the unsatisfying appointment with the rheumatologist a couple of weeks ago, he mentioned referring me to the physiotherapist to have a cortisol injection in my hip. On Monday afternoon I got a call from Crosshouse Hospital to offer me an appointment the next morning. The physiotherapist, let’s call her Lucille, was very…

  • Don’t talk, write…

    Hello, me again. I haven’t been blogging much recently. Not at all, really. I have all sorts of boring excuses reasons but here we are so let’s just forget about my absence and get to work. I’d like to say that all the time I haven’t been blogging I’ve been writing The Novel. But I…

  • Bye Bye, Mum.

    My mum passed on to whatever is next on the 12th of December. I didn’t make it to her in time as I had to take several stops on the journey because I was so tired and my hands in so much pain. I missed her by less than an hour.

  • The Beast of Bennachie

    Until relatively recently I thought an Alien Big Cat was a feline visitor from outer space. I miaow you not. I would read articles by cryptozoologists and wonder what in the name of Garfield was going on. An alien or anomalous big cat is one whose natural habitat is not the British Isles. You can…

  • Colouring Outside The Lines

    When I was a wee girl I was given a painting by numbers set for Christmas one year. I loved the tiny pots of oil paint, the way the pigment sat at the bottom while the oil floated to the top, the smell, the colours. I was less keen on the result, the painting looking…

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