Here commences the first instalment of the life, times, rises and falls of a natural born Goddess.
In here is my life laid bare; from its humble beginnings to its humble present (and lots of humble pie in between). I look at others and think their lives seem so much more exciting than mine, but I have a life long held ambition and at 40(something) I am well on my way to fulfilling. That is to be one of life’s last great geriatric eccentric spinsters. When lying on my death bed I want to be able to look down on myself and know that I was adventurous, independent, free spirited, cheeky, charming, warm, loving, affectionate, assertive, desired, envied, and just a little bit naughty but without hurting anyone else … unlike some (you know who you are but I have too much class to name names).
I find if hard to believe that complete strangers are actually going to be reading about me. Have you got nothing better to do? Is there nothing interesting on the 99 channels on the TV? Am I really so interesting? I am? Aw you are sweet. In that case dear reader I will get busy thinking of things to tell you to keep you amused. Its early October which means long dark nights lay ahead, and I suppose we all need an alternative to *blushes* well you know, to keep ourselves amused. Hence, here is my invitation to you: next time you come here, please come prepared with hot chocolate, Hobnobs or Crunch Creams, wear your jimjams and some bed socks and curl up in front of a roaring fire (if you don’t have one, either use your imagination or download one on line!) and enjoy the ramblings of an eccentric goddess in all her glory.
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