I just wanted to say thank you to all the visitors and readers of this blog, from when it was first known as 'Jaye's Jottings'.
Trying to keep up with running a few blogs, plus the various jobs I have has proven too difficult, so I'm archiving this incarnation of 'A tingle in my fingers' and will be posting everything on my main website jayenolan.com - which I have renamed 'A tingle ...' in honour of this, my very first foray into the blogging world.
I do hope you'll join me there, for the familiar photo blogging of Wordless Wednesday and Silent Sunday, plus more music and other interesting stuff I come across - I may even try for some Flash Fiction again!
Thanks for being with me for the last six years, I look forward to seeing you over there!
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Wednesday, 5 March 2014
Saturday, 29 May 2010
I just bought a loaf from Sainsburys ...
... but it is no ordinary loaf: One half is sliced, one half isn’t. One half is brown, one half is white. One half is thick sliced, one half is thin sliced. And another half is medium sliced. Which is strange in itself.
It is a very peculiar loaf. And all I want is my lunch.
I begin to think that maybe I’m dreaming, that, maybe, I haven’t really been shopping at all. But the crumbs are all over the worktop, there’s American mustard staining my top, Branston pickle has dribbled down my jeans and the ham has just taken off out the back door after next door’s b*****d cat, who’s now being subjected to death by breadcrumbed, honey mustard glazing suffocation.
“Good” says the Devil in me.
Ok, so now you’re all thinking I’ve completely lost it, I’ll let you know the reason for such randomness: Sally Walker – it’s her fault, she started it! But the proof is in the **bread pudding - #loaf trended on Twitter!
** See what I did there?
It is a very peculiar loaf. And all I want is my lunch.
I begin to think that maybe I’m dreaming, that, maybe, I haven’t really been shopping at all. But the crumbs are all over the worktop, there’s American mustard staining my top, Branston pickle has dribbled down my jeans and the ham has just taken off out the back door after next door’s b*****d cat, who’s now being subjected to death by breadcrumbed, honey mustard glazing suffocation.
“Good” says the Devil in me.
Ok, so now you’re all thinking I’ve completely lost it, I’ll let you know the reason for such randomness: Sally Walker – it’s her fault, she started it! But the proof is in the **bread pudding - #loaf trended on Twitter!
** See what I did there?
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