With Nick and Sam’s wedding in December suddenly looming nearer, I thought perhaps I ought to start looking for a suitably fetching and above all role-appropriate outfit: not too glamorous, not too expensive, and hopefully not likely to embarrass anyone (least of all the bridegroom). Continue reading Dressing the Mother of the Bridegroom
Author: Marion Fuller-Sessions
Golden Junketings in Scarborough
When I was young, the occasional elderly couple that reached their Golden Wedding anniversary seemed frighteningly old and frail.
Now that John and I and many of our friends have reached that stage, I am glad to report that we all feel – and who would argue – look extremely youthful and vigorous. Continue reading Golden Junketings in Scarborough
Older, but not necessarily wiser…
I am still here, which may seem surprising given the unintended silence this end, blog wise at least. Continue reading Older, but not necessarily wiser…
It’s like Lord of the Flies all over again, but with adults
Won’t we all be relieved when the Referendum is over?
I said I wouldn’t ever bring politics into the Marionfs blog. And this isn’t politics, it’s much more serious than that. It’s a reflection on the sheer nastiness that the Referendum has caused. It seems to have released so much anger and viciousness, ridiculous threats and wild promises in a country that has prided itself on democracy, fair play and decency, and hopefully producing leaders one could look up to.
It’s like Lord of the Flies all over again, but with adults, many of whom are our country’s leaders, and with whom we have entrusted our future. If behaviour like this had broken out on the school playground heads would have been knocked together weeks ago, and stern lectures delivered about growing up, about kindness and consideration for others even if they don’t agree with you, and never thinking you can bully and insult anyone who does not wish to join your gang.
One hopes the dreadful shooting of an MP going about her business supporting her constituents might be a wake up call to all concerned. So I was rather disillusioned to read just now that MPs were instead discussing their own security.
Naively (and maybe they are) I would have liked them also to be discussing together how they might conduct themselves these last few days before the 23rd, and then how they can possibly try to restore some sort of an equilibrium afterwards when so much lasting damage has already been caused by both sides.
Here endeth my heartfelt rant. Forgive me, but like so many others, one feels so helpless and frustrated, and anxious about the future, which ever side ‘wins’.
You’ll have to wait until the next post to hear about our own little dramas…
School and other life-changing events
- There has been a flurry of email and Facebook reminiscences about school which remind us all a) what good friends we made all those years ago, and b) how very long ago all those years were. Yet Continue reading School and other life-changing events
The Trouble with Goats and Sheep
It’s not every day of the week that a first novel hits the best-seller lists, nor that the writer is from Ashbourne… Even less likely is it that Continue reading The Trouble with Goats and Sheep
A Brief Escape to Madrid
We Have Moved!
What a flurry of activity and sheer hard work it’s been, behind those three simple words. Continue reading We Have Moved!
Tilting at Windmills?
This is just an interim report to prove that we are still there, still breathing, just… Today, Friday 15th April all being well we complete the purchase of Crown Cottage, Winster.
Continue reading Tilting at Windmills?
So we weren’t dreaming, after all…
You’re none of you going to believe his, and we can’t really believe it yet either, but after five months of delays and frustrations we actually have at last exchanged contracts on our new house! Continue reading So we weren’t dreaming, after all…