Tag Archives: Death

In the time of the virus: day 65

Posted on May 27, 2020 by deborah @ the magic jug

A yoyo day today.  On the plus side I slept well enough and woke up feeling energetic and wanting to get on with things. I spent as long as I could on the allotment (until it became just too hot … Continue reading →

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In the time of the virus: day 17

Posted on April 8, 2020 by deborah @ the magic jug

These days there’s mostly quite a difference between my weekday mornings and my weekday afternoons.  I try to do the most energetic things in the morning, and then have a less demanding afternoon.  That suits my personal body clock.  Lunch … Continue reading →

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100 years on: Verdun (City of Peace)

Posted on June 1, 2016 by deborah @ the magic jug

Last summer we did something we’ve often talked about on our way to the Black Forest but never before done.  We stopped for a couple of nights along the way near Verdun, to find out more about the First World … Continue reading →

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Cousin Cousine

Posted on September 21, 2015 by deborah @ the magic jug

Once again we managed to get together, never easy as there are quite a few of us and we all lead busy lives.  We had to set the date back in June to be sure of finding one.  Some couldn’t make … Continue reading →

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Milestones

Posted on July 21, 2015 by deborah @ the magic jug

Two major milestones in our lives (already) this month. First of all, we completed the sale of my mother-in-law’s flat, which was the last piece of the admin and paperwork following her death. As a result both sons and their … Continue reading →

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June challenge: update – going with the flow….

Posted on July 5, 2015 by deborah @ the magic jug

Well let’s get it over with and deal with the fails. I didn’t go out running much.  In fact I only managed to get out there once.  I loved it, had a wonderful 30 minute run, and I’ll go again, … Continue reading →

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The follow-up poetry party: May

Posted on June 8, 2015 by deborah @ the magic jug

I thought it would be interesting to record when I have come across poetry without looking for it, now that I seem to have a newly awakened awareness of it.  So this was May: 3 May 2015 – Walt Whitman, … Continue reading →

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Kitchen improvisation

Posted on May 25, 2015 by deborah @ the magic jug

“Agh!  It’s a disaster!!” This was how mum used to introduce most of her baking as she brought the finished article to the table.  At the same time as producing a gorgeous, perfect, French-style lemon tart, or an apricot tart, or … Continue reading →

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Reflecting on three days walking

Posted on May 13, 2015 by deborah @ the magic jug

I’m writing this having now completed three full days walking.  Two more days to go and I will have walked the whole length of the Kennet and Avon Canal, all the way through to Reading.  I’m taking a break from … Continue reading →

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This weekend: death and life (again)

Posted on March 30, 2015 by deborah @ the magic jug

A(nother) weekend with many reminders of death (and life). Saturday was the day when we committed my mother-in-law’s ashes to be with her husband’s ashes.  It was also the anniversary of his death, at only 61 years, in 1986.  I … Continue reading →

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