Daylight Saving Time, Alcoholic Hand Sanitiser & Puppy Preparations

It wasn’t until the next morning when Bear and I were debating what the time really was, having had a lion until almost 1oam did I realise that he hadn’t changed the clocks in the kitchen, and it was actually 11am. And I only discovered it because I turned the TV on and saw that the time at the top of the programme

Blogs, The English Language & Paying Attention

The Cambridge and Oxford English Dictionaries are even bowing to the abuse and printing new dialect words as proper English, which they are not. I have no trust in Dictionaries anymore. And for the record it’s not Phoenix, it’s Pheonix.!!

Being Nice & Why I Can’t Live Amongst Humans

I don’t understand panic-buying, I don’t understand hoarding, I don’t understand victimising others, I don’t understand human beings at all. I just don’t get it. I’m as rebellious as the next person, in my own way, but if you’re told by health experts to stay indoors because you could catch a viral infection that has the potential to kill you and your loved ones, you stay the hell indoors.

Insignificant Days, Drax The Destroyer & Mahoosive Burgers

So then I shut my stupid brain up by browsing the ‘Net for beds and collars and leashes and harnesses and puppy toys and training equipment and puppy friendly, eco-friendly shampoo’s and conditioners and bath toys and towels and rope chews and squeaky toys and glow in the dark jingly things and stuff that would keep a nine week old puppy entertained and happy, so it didn’t think about chewing on stuff I’d rather it didn’t.

Irony, Online Education & Returning To Normal

These past few days with the children have been interesting. Every morning from 8.30am until 12pm they’ve attended school via Google Classroom, interacted with their tutors over Google Meet and even managed to get ahead of their classwork.

Random Ass Shit

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