2022 was such a truly horrible year that I couldn’t wait for it to end, but I really don’t like the way 2023 is shaping up either.
We’ve had lots of diverse problems to deal with, but the icing on the cake was a recent kitchen fire. Nobody was hurt and we are insured, but the smoke damage is horrendous.
My daughter called me a couple of days ago and itemised the long list of stressful things I’ve already had to deal with this year before wailing, “And it’s still only February Mummy”.
a personal comment on this stockpiling
Boring Bedding Laundry Conundrum
How can *anybody* still see this man as any kind of statesman or world leader?


I’m sorry things are so difficult for you. 
