Obviously the writing gods must know I’ve been a bit lax about working on my novel lately. Who would have thought there’d be an actual crime scene out the front of my house on Christmas Eve, followed by a medical…
Year: 2022
Pink boots or not, I’ve still got it
It’s been a few weeks since I hung up the pink boots and I haven’t missed it. To be fair most of that time has been spent sick in bed. But it’s good to know that with or without the…
It’s time. Like now
Remember back at start of the FOT, I was on a reconnaissance mission. I had a year’s head start on my friend Jane in the “what do we do with our lives once the kids finish school” game. Well, today…
50 ways to leave your lover… or your job.
I must admit, I’ve become somewhat of an expert at dropping the microphone. I probably have done it in 50 ways. But in the last few years, even I have taken things to the next level. I still rate this…
Turtle mode
The Festival of Tina has been all about changing things up, taking a chance and having fun. But maybe deep down I didn’t really believe it was possible for your luck to change. But it has. Things have really changed.…
Funny hats are the best
If I had known 6 months ago how many friends you make by wearing a funny hat, I would have designed a special FOT one then and there. The Festival of Tina technically ends on 18 October 2022, although I’ve…
I might join the circus
Is a mid life crisis a one-off thing or a series of events? Each time I try to rejoin ‘real life’ I want to run like I’m on fire. I mean I’m not buying a Porsche or anything but at…
Thwarted yet again
I came back home from the USA with a spring in my step, ready to restart my writing career and continue with my fitness regime. I should have just laid on the lounge and waited for the feelings to pass.…
Not normal, in a good way
You know I love a road trip. But my latest one was next level. I went on the road with Uncle BAAHB and Auntie Sherry. When I told people I was catching a Greyhound bus from Nashville to Cincinnati they…
Husband – comma – 6
Last night I met an Existentialist in a bar. Really. What are the chances? Could this be Husband, 6? Spoiler alert – it’s a ‘no’ from me. But I have made a new List. Now I’m just asking for a…