The transition back to boat life has been generally uncomplicated. I am much better for having been away – despite the shingles, the traffic violations and having lost oneself in the woods. I returned intact. There were suggestions from other (largely non-boat dwelling) people that spending eight weeks away in a land of hot water, …
Day 11 of the menstrual cycle is my bête noire – usually manageable with medication, fucking dire when you’ve reduced it because you’re overseas longer than planned and don’t want to infuse the craptastic US health system with any more money than you’ve already given it. Think weepy existential crisis. Nothing I did (bath, loud …
Thirteen years is a long time, so I’d forgotten about what happens when I’m a regular beer drinker, or pregnant. In addition to less activity than normal. Three months ago – hallelujah – a (comparatively) reasonably priced and reasonably tasty gluten free beer appeared. I began drinking one at the end of each day – …
The fact that many cars have indicator lights the same colour as their brake lights (red). The fact that light-switches and taps work opposite to the way I am accustomed. The fact that there is a dearth of roundabouts here and at each intersection without traffic lights there is a polite little silent tussle when …
I trust you have read my own personal version of Bill Bryson’s A Walk In The Woods. Because then you’ll remember how I wrote: “…a weird little rash beginning on my abdomen – presumably the bite of a forest dwelling transitory tick summoning me toward a career in Lyme disease.” Which was incorrect. I do …
If shuttling through high altitude at ridiculous speeds had been taken into account during evolution, jet lag would not be a thing. But it wasn’t; so it is. Wipe those first three days off my #longserviceleave Despite receiving instructions from the overly travelled brother, and temazepam from my doctor, there was no sleeping during my …