By Nickie O'Hara on Saturday, March 31, 2012
By Nickie O'Hara on Thursday, March 29, 2012
Life never really turns out the way you expect it to. So you deal with it.
By Nickie O'Hara on Wednesday, March 28, 2012
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By Nickie O'Hara on Friday, March 23, 2012
My beautiful Anna Scholz dress that was given to me by Simply Be for the MAD Blog Awards 2011. I received LOADS of compliments about this dress and loved wearing it but it really is a "one moment in time" dress for me. It has given me confidence to experiment with colour and style though.
An electric blue mac that I bought from Asda a couple of years ago. I bought two, in fact - this one and a black one. They are a real classic cut and the black one is my summer coat for work but I have no idea what was going on inside my head when I picked the blue one. I'm so not an electric blue person at all! It has never been worn and still has the tags on.
I hope the people that end up buying these items of clothes enjoy them. What are you going to donate?
By Nickie O'Hara on Thursday, March 22, 2012
Yoshi has been for a wander round in it, dragged his toys and blanket in and out, pissed in it twice, had his tea in there and keeps having a little snooze in it.
But in the picture, he looks a bit bewildered by it all. He probably thinks it's a luxury apartment after the small cage he was in until last night.
He is snoozing now - probably dreaming of a cheeky little duck giving him the bird.
By Nickie O'Hara on Tuesday, March 20, 2012
If all the good people were clever,And all the clever people were good,The world would be nicer than ever,We thought that it possibly could.
But somehow, 'tis seldom or neverThe two hit it off as they should;The good are so harsh to the clever,The clever so rude to the good.
It must have rained some days. There had to be clouds and a wind would definitely have come up at high tide. But none of them remembered it.[..]It was the first summer for a long time that nobody drowned in Castlebay. One child did get into difficulties but Dr Power made him vomit up all the sea water and in an hour the incident was almost forgotten. A woman fell and broke her hip on the path going down to the beach and Dr Power went out in his shirtsleeves and hammered in a board nailed to a stick saying Very very dangerous path.[..]Clare watched it all from the shop. It was like a different world to her, these carefree people with their different clothes every day.
Come along, children. Listen carefully to the music and then dance like a flower to it.We're ready at last, Mrs Boultin. I'm so sorry
One - two - Off we go.Dance, Neville, don't just stand there. Dance.Head up, Hazel, and use your arms.Peggy, dear - don't forget to breathe.Rhythm, George. And cheer up - you're a happy flower, George.Yes, you are.Because I said so.Oh good, Sidney, I knew you'd think of something.All right, you shall be a cauliflower - only be it gently.
"Remain in your houses," the radio announcer repeated. "Do not go outside until you are told it is safe to do so."Then, quite suddenly, his monotonous voice stopped talking. And a few moments later the lights went out."This is it," Veronica said grimly."Bristol?" asked Sarah,"It's all dark!" Catherine shrieked. "I don't like it! I want to be with you, Mummy!""Stay where you are!" Veronica said urgently. "Sarah and I are right here in the room and the dark won't hurt you. You must stay under the table and look after William.""I'm not afraid of the dark," said William, scornfully."Then you look after Catherine," Veronica said.Sarah's whole body was tense and listening. It was very dark in the room but a faint line of sunlight showed through the weave of the blanket at the top of the window. She heard a rumble in the distance, a great wave of sound that came sweeping towards her, engulfing everything in its path, drowning Catherine's cries. Sarah blundered towards the fragile edge of light as the blast struck the house.
It's a good job ink is cheap because I just spilt some on the rug!
Legs wear down that's why old people are small.
Has anyone ever escaped from school?
By Nickie O'Hara on Monday, March 19, 2012
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My colleague asked if I'd ring the Open University from work so she could listen in with a brew as part of her morning entertainment. She loves it when I get a bit irate and high-pitched on the phone.
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By Nickie O'Hara on Friday, March 02, 2012