Just Gilly

  This was Saturday morning at about 7.30am. it was stunning. And lovely and warm. Of course I couldn't resist taking my clothes off and going in. Like in the Highlands last year Libby came in and swam around me, which is so special. There was no one else on the beach at all. I could see my clothes at all times so no one was stealing them! The water was cold but glorious and I was so calm and happy. Talking of happy... Libby had her birthday this week. We didn't think she'd reach it but she's still going strong. It might sounds silly but the fact that she's now 7 instead of 6 just feels like a much better age.  I've had this feeling of peace and contentment for the last few days. I'm so lucky to be living my life and having the family and friends that I do. I think it's the effects of all the exercise I'm doing. I'm making sure I do at least my 10k steps every day. Long walks on the beach and working out on the elliptical trainer! Which reminds m...

  So what's wrong with the above picture? Nothing rude about my weird toes, funny feet or wrinkly ankles please! I've lost a shoe! At the beach, yesterday morning. We (me and Libby) have been going to the beach a lot recently because, as you know, Libby loves the beach and I love it too. I like to walk in the waves with my weird toes in the cold sea. So my shoes are always off. I often leave them near the dunes or occasionally I carry them depending on what else I have with me. Yesterday meeting my sister in law with her black lab, Harry, I left them on the dunes. The weather was bleak and the beach was virtually empty. Who'd steal a pair of shoes? Surely no one? But who'd steal just one shoe? Another blinking dog I bet! It's a proper 'fit flop', weren't cheap and are quite new! We looked everywhere but it was like finding a needle in a haystack! I had to drive home with one bare foot! But the really annoying thing is that I could have easily carried the...

  I've received all your complaint regarding last week's post (ok, only one official complaint - thank you) (oh and one walker). I knew it was pretty rubbish. I sat down to write last week and had absolutely nothing to say! Who would have guessed? I even thought about not writing anything and just going with 'Out of order, please check back next week'. Hindsight I should have just made something up. Going forward, if I write something like I've won the lottery, or I've joined a circus, or even that I've slept with *Ryan Gosling the chances are it's all made up. But at least it will be better than discussing my week at the supermarket!  Alas I was made redundant on Tuesday. I'm sad, of course. But like my dad said it's a good opportunity to try something different (joining the circus maybe?) A friend asked me what sort of work would I be looking for. The answer, to be totally honest, is a little wee job that I enjoy and working with really nice pe...

I made bourbon biscuits for the first time. More like bourbon cakes!  Since I stopped blogging about dieting and swapping to generic topics aka my life, I've realised how boring my life has become, especially since covid. I guess I'm not alone as most people feel the same, but not most people blog about it - and expect it to be read! I don't know the future of my blogging, and I know there are lots of you who look forward to reading my words, but if it bores me goodness knows how you feel. So this week's blog is about my week, which is basically nothing. I've been grocery shopping 4 times! I like shopping for food, I guess because I love food. Lidl was first on Saturday when I got home from Newcastle. At least I no longer have to go alone now. I'm so sick of having to go by myself! Now I can drag hubby with me. Lidl is actually my favourite. Great prices, really nice food (coleslaw, coconut yogurt, Greek yogurt, beef, muesli, granola, chocolate, crisps are just ...

  I don't usually write about other people. Mostly because I get into enough adventures myself but I must tell you about my pal. Margaret** is newly single and was put onto a dating site by a friend (so she says). And she soon had a couple of messages. One guy she seemed to take a shine to. Now Margaret has been with her husband since they were at school about 14 years old or something, so Mag has never ever been on a date as such! So she told me she'd met up with this lad for a 'first date', her first ever first date! Interesting, time to interrogate her. Firstly what was his name? Tick (Tick is not his name but I gave her a tick for knowing). His age? Tick. His occupation? Well... She didn't know because she wasn't really listening! (Lesson no. 1 -listen to your date). Though to be fair it was something oil based so I'd switch off too. Far too complicated. Then I asked her what she wore? Her jogging bottoms! (Lesson no. 2 make a bit of an effort!) Did she ...