Sunday, 24 December 2017

Happy Christmas

         and a preposterous New Year!

Tuesday, 19 December 2017

This Time Last Week - Benidorm

                   Soaking up a little culture in Benidorm.
Carona Del Mar. Room with a cemetery view.

Our last day. If I wanted weather like this I would have stayed at home.
The rain in Spain. Sat at a pavement café watching the natives pass by, despite the rain it was about 20ºC and they're dressed for a polar expedition. Opposite our table is a delightful luxury boutique from Benidorm's most renowned designers called Coral.

Shall we have a quick browse inside Coral see what's on offer?

Monday, 18 December 2017

Alice's Christmas Present

My great aunt Alice dropped her Waterford crystal vase on the stone flags a few weeks ago it smashed to bits. When I asked her what she would like for Christmas, she said she would like a new vase, at 93 I begrudge buying her anything new, so I was just wondering, could this old toilet brush holder that's been kept under my kitchen sink for years, pass for a vase?

Wednesday, 13 December 2017

Oh Oh Figaro

If you have had sleepless nights wondering what happened to 1970s pop group Brotherhood of Man (I know I have) then fret no more, they're here in Benidorm performing at the Benidorm Palace alongside Mud (Mud II for legal reasons).

Tuesday, 12 December 2017

Tuesday, 28 November 2017

Monday, 27 November 2017


It's not just abysmal, it's M&S Abysmal. I passed this frumpy display in Marks and Spencer today and just had to take a picture of it for your viewing pleasure. Would you go out looking like this? I thought not. No wonder clothes sales are falling and stores are closing left right and centre if this is the best they have to offer, even the pensioners in there were curling their lips at the clothes."But Mitzi, what is a vibrant young thing like yourself doing shopping at Marks' "I hear you ask. I was making my way down to the food hall, the only thing M&S excels at is selling it's over priced food. It's a shame to say it but bye-bye Marks and Spencer your day is done.


Sunday, 26 November 2017

Sleeping on The Job

Funniest thing I've seen all week.

Thursday, 23 November 2017


I was recently asked by a good friend of mine if I want to be buried or cremated when I pop my clogs. I told him neither and nor do I want to be dipped into liquid nitrogen and vibrated to dust thank you very much. I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want is to be petrified at the petrifying well at Knaresborough in Yorkshire. I would make an attractive garden ornament, clad in a white Grecian gown and sculptured by mother nature herself, my final resting place will be in the border of a country cottage garden standing amidst a wild rose bush and back lit surrounded by a manicured lawn. I paused to reflect... Beautiful. I turned to my friend and asked him what he wanted when he snuffed it, he didn't answer, he kept on staring at me with a knitted brow, his mouth agape as if to say you're not altogether plumb, are you?

Tuesday, 26 September 2017

Wednesday, 20 September 2017

Tuesday, 18 July 2017

Weekend Away

 A weekend at Great Yarmouth filled with excitement, wonder and awe.

Written on a public toilet door.
Here is the lovely Lucy. Go on, give her a text and teach her a lesson she'll never forget!

Watching bowls on a dreary Saturday afternoon.
You cant beat penny falls on a wet day. My lovely prizes on the 2p pusher. That's the nephews Christmas present sorted.

Say it with flowers. In an Indian restaurant waiting for my dinner to arrive.
The Norwich puppet man he was doing the Macarena when I took this photo. See him in action here.

Our accommodation overlooking the Venetian gardens and boating lake.

Friday, 7 July 2017

Find Your Fun!

For MJ as promised. Photo taken in Benalmadena, Spain.

Wednesday, 5 July 2017

A Rose By Any Name

I usually walk past the 'reduced to clear' section in shops in case anyone sees me looking and thinks I'm poor but seeing that they wasn't anyone around the sacred aisle of Home Bargains I gave it my full attention.

Dumped amongst the dented tins and old packets of hair dyes was a tatty cardboard box containing a dead twig and the withered leaves of a rose bush, I pulled it out of it's box, the roots were tightly wrapped in a black plastic bag filled with ash by the feel of it and tied with a rubber band, a very sorry specimen indeed, I was just about to ram it back into it's box in disgust when I saw a tiny white shoot growing out of it's base. I took pity on it but didn't hold much hope. I bought it for the princely sum of 25p it had been £1.49 bargain! That was two years ago and look how it's repaid me.

Gnome also from Home Bargains.

Sunday, 11 June 2017