post-massage coffee
For a few months now I’ve been having a weekly massage, they’re a huge help, something to look forward to, and a little bit of routine at a time when I’m largely devoid of one. For a few weeks I’ve been going along to a 9.00 am appointment which means, as I’ve been told not more »
looking for the joy #2 – boiled eggs and soldiers
The search continues. Boiled eggs and soldiers is a very old pleasure. When I was small the soldiers were made from soft white bread and very thickly buttered. These days I prefer toast and am a little less generous with the butter. I’m also a little more sophisticated and have some freshly ground pepper on more »
Looking for the Joy
“Little steps,” is my often repeated mantra at the moment. Small steps taken one at a time is the way I’m getting through my days. There is a certain rhythm to the steps, not quite a dance, but certainly a gentle stroll. As in the days when I was ill with ME, I am resting, more »
packing away the guilt (and learning a little something new)…
I suppose guilty pleasures are just the way of things. Perhaps without a touch of guilt the pleasure wouldn’t be so acute. Right now I’m looking for little pleasures, hunting for the joy, and I’ve decided to accept the flip-side and deal with a little guilt too. So with my guilt (almost) packed away it more »
making it real again (or trying)
I’ve been drinking a lot of decaf coffee lately, mostly because I wake up so bloody early at the moment. The thing is, I drink the decaf and still wake up early. Decaf has it’s place I’m sure, and the lovely Illy tin I have smells and tastes good, but there (obviously) is no kick. more »
being brave (nearly)…
I’m trying to be brave. Honest. Yesterday morning, in an attempt to get myself moving, I had breakfast under the golden arches with a good friend. He’s very neat (he even folds his MacBag before putting it in the MacBin). I was telling him about my attempts to clear and organise my studio. For him more »
my evaporated milk obsession…
When my mother first died I found myself hugging hot cups (very hot cups) of Earl Grey tea to me on a regular basis. I had lots of energy back then, I’d stop for a cup of hot tea and then, once I’d drained my cup, get up and get on with what needed to more »
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I'm Michael Nobbs, an artist, blogger and tea drinker (not necessarily in that order).
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