Bees Round A Honey Pot

The photocopier has caused Camilla no end of problems.  (Photo by

The photocopier has caused Camilla no end of problems. (Photo by

28 November 2014

C – bonjour, I hope your morning is going swimmingly. I have found a new place to park, just of Culliford Road going towards Lancaster Road lots of spaces and not far for me to walk, although I did notice some twitching curtains as I locked the car and walk away, so may end up finding a note on my car window screen. Had to do the horses this morning so had no time for breakfast; only had three rich tea biscuits which are not my favourite at the best of times. The end result is that I could now “eat the crutch out of a low flying pigeon” as our dear friend Ozzy Patrick would say. No cream cakes around and I don’t like to help myself to the biscuits as I makes me look greedy, will try to hold out as is only 1200 ish

S – all very quiet over here. One of my colleagues, who shall remain nameless, should have been on annual leave but cancelled it. He is in annoying me, I have plenty of annoyance at home do not need any here. Was looking forward to a nice quiet day. I hope he invents some appointments to go to!

C – poor you. I have officially started my lunch as is nearly 1230; will have to slip out for a sticky bun to keep me going through the afternoon. Phoebe has a hockey match after school so will be working till 5.00 ish. At least it is warm in the office; was freezing in the flat when I got home ‘cos we don’t have heating on in the day time. It’s called fuel poverty!

S – 1200 ish is lunch time in my books – that is why I am always so hungry when I get home.

C – just been to the photocopier and the new girl, who is very slim and pretty, was having a spot of bother. She had not adjusted the quantity she wanted to print on her computer and paper was spewing out of the machine at a rate of knots. I told her to go back to her computer and terminate the print job. She was not sure how to do this and, before you could blink, she had half the males in the office buzzing round her computer trying to help. I suppose that is what happens when you are young and pretty. No one offered to help me when I had the same problem but I guess I am well and truly past my “sell by date”!!! Have had dramas with George – it is a long story so will tell you later.

S – a drama with George – I think that is overdue – things have been very quiet in that area for some time.


Hot Flushing All Over The Place!

HRT - is it a good idea?

HRT – is it a good idea? (Photo by

18 July 2014

S – how I hate the heat when you have to clean. The house was a tip and I am “hot flushing” all the time – think I may need to go back to GP and chat about HRT – he was not keen to give it to me last time I saw him. The tumble dryer has broken down and I have all the cottage laundry to do and two of the white bedspreads were dirty so they have to be washed.

C – bring any tumble drying over to me and I will do it. You need to tumble the towels, at least, otherwise they will be like cardboard.

Later …

S – just picking Jamie up from school as he has lots of art stuff to bring home for the holidays that he could not carry on the bus. The headmaster has just left the building looking tanned, happy and relaxed as only those earning £120,000 per year do!

C – yes, it is a tidy sum – think I would be looking happy and relaxed with that much coming in each year!! Still, I suppose he earns it. I have just had Patrick on the phone – he was tipsy and sobbing as he was not able to go to the countryside to watch George play Ozzi Footie and George will be returning to the UK soon.

S – poor Patrick; he is going to miss George so much.

21 July 2014

S – good news – I have scraped through my Supervision without any mishaps or mention of my internet usage, thank God. Will ring you when I escape from work – I have been given a very lengthy and laborious task – damn!

C – glad Supervision went well. I was awake half the night stressing about Toby disappearing off to Cornwall sailing and leaving me with all the stock to look after. He forgets that I have to do my cleaning and the estate agents, as well as his sheep and cattle and that is without ferrying Phoebe around and doing the horses!

S – it is too much to ask, I feel.

Thanks Crystal

18 March 2014

Thank you Crystal for sending us this. We are both under pressure at the moment and struggling with putting any posts together. Hope it makes you laugh.

A Woman’s Poem

Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man who’s not a creep.
One who’s handsome, smart and strong,
One who loves to listen long.
One who thinks before he speaks,
One who’ll call, not wait for weeks.
I pray he’s rich and self-employed,
And when I spend, won’t be annoyed.
Pull out my chair and hold my hand,
Massage my feet and help me stand.
Oh send a king to make me queen,
A man who loves to cook and clean.
I pray this man will love no other,
And relish visits from my mother.

A Man’s Poem

I pray for a deaf-mute gymnast nymphomaniac with big tits who owns a bar on a golf course, and loves to send me fishing and drinking. This doesn’t rhyme and I don’t give a shit.

The Times on Women

S – Camilla is so very busy helping Toby with the lambing that I think our texting will be limited for the time being. As promised I am now expanding on the article in The Times that I commented on a couple of days ago; here is most of what was said:

“British women have been crowned the multi-tasking queens of the developed world, successfully combining a job, most of the housework, childcare, a busy social life, plus several hours in front of the television every day.

Despite all this they still manage more than eight house sleep a night, perhaps just as well given how hectic their days are.

The findings come in a report from the organisation of developed economies, the OECD, to mark International Women’s Day this Saturday. If British women feel hard done by when it comes to dividing up the household chores, the study suggests they are right. British men still appear to be shirking thier responsibilities at home managing only 66 minutes of housework a day compared with their partners 133 minutes of washing, ironing and cooking. The tiny state of Slovenia emerges as the shining example of gender equality, at least when it comes to cleaning the bath. The OECD found that Slovenian men do 114 minutes of housework a day, the most in the developed world.

Across the 29 countries surveyed, women do an average of 168 minutes of routine housework a week and men 74.

In Britain, dining is the activity that appears to take the hit, with only 59 minutes a day spent on breakfast, lunch and dinner combined.

However, the data for the UK was compiled in 2005, and other studies suggest that Britain has become more interested in food in the intervening years. Other countries have more up-to-date evidence gathered from 2010 onwards.

However, there is some way to go before we catch up with the French who devote more time to eating and drinking than any other nation at 133 minutes a day.

The OECD represents and gathers data on the world’s leading economies and the majority of EU countries are members.

It said that overall it seems women are working for money more and doing less at home as a result.

Women are slowly closing the gap with men as more have careers. But here is still a huge gender gap in unpaid work, clearly showing that men are still struggling to lift much more than a finger from time to time in some countries, the OECD added”.

British Women Have Been Crowned The Multi-Tasking Queens Of The Developed World

6 March 2014

S – Camilla phoned me from her first clean this morning and told me she had seen this in The Times – please see link below. I am still off sick, as the virus I have just refuses to go away. If I can get hold of today’s Times I will give all you multi-tasking women more of this article. Here is the link: