Adullamite

I have sat here all day trying to think of something to write. Nothing has come. The lack of stimulus, caused by not getting around, is tell...

A wearisome day.  The muggy weather varies from chilly to too warm.  Cloud covers the land now offering a dreich view of the world.  Early t...

Another day where nothing has happened. With Boris running around playing games and filling up his 'Bucket List' nothing occurs, esp...

      Nothing much has happened except the usual business of life.  Shopping, ironing, grumbling and picking fights on Twitter mostly.  The ...

    Nothing to do today but recover from weeks of hobbling around too much. The knees were so painful yesterday I almost went flat on my fac...

For several days now an idleness has awoken in me.  To be honest this began not long after I was born, about five minutes after I would sugg...

    There is nothing to say.   No point in repeating the haranque that is filling what passes for the press in the UK.  Nothing new there, n...

 

There is nothing to say, as Lock Down continues, I am following that Sturgeon woman not Boris, I find little to excite my writing fingers...

It has been that sort of a week. Nothing in the news bar election, which means Brexit. No interesting items to read therein, just lies ...

Nothing happened. I dreampt I was being besieged by an angry Boxer dog last night and was pleased to escape it by waking.  I failed to w...

I have nothing to say.  Nothing worth mentioning has happened, nothing worth noting in the diary.  The world has gone on its way with m...

As the sun rose majestically, spreading its bright yellow rays across the town, the birds in the park hesitated a moment from chomp...

I write this as I wish to write something.  I have nothing to write and nothing to say.  My wizened mind is slow tonight, dull and dre...

For the first time in yonks I find myself grumbling and putting the world to rights.  Something my tired wee mind has struggled wit...

Mumbling about nothing today.  Rain spoiled everything.  I wrapped my sisters cheap birthday present and sauntered down to the Post Off...

T'was bliss that dawn to be alive, or in the early morn at least. How long since I passed this way I canny mind but the crops are b...

I forgot all about the blog today, not counting replying to the comments some people left.  I was so busy not doing the things that nee...