Really, who knew, time doth fly when one is having fun
Not really sure fun is the right word but its certainly been an eventful year.
So, I last left the blog with, I’m writing my next book, bob and no hope spring to mind. Not sure why but the moment I stopped working I appeared not to need to write. One assumes that working with some first class twonks was the reasoning behind my at times rather random ramblings.
I have been asked to write by a few, Mrs P to name one and probably there are a few that have sighed a breath of relief they haven’t ended up being featured in my blog or next book….all I will say is yet!
I am still Frazzled, still have cancer and really not 100% sure what I am actually doing, I’ve managed to flounce about for the last year, dabbling in a bit of this and that, becoming a jack of all and master of none.
I hit my 2 year diagnosis anniversary this month, it made be take a quick look, friends have come and gone, new ones popped up and thankfully some of my old faithful’s are still there. Its amazing how someone you’ve known for years suddenly appears to think cancer is contagious, people are strange.
Frazzle Towers is still standing, just… I put that down to being sort of Emo less, I rehoused Big E in a house share not far from FT, thought it was time he moved out and became independent, well at least do his own washing for a start. Muggle & Lil are both away at University and apparently enjoying the party life, well Lil is for sure….
The Frazzly animals are all still going, Bert the boxer has canine dementia, shouldn’t laugh but boxers are mad, add in dementia = recipe for disaster, more of that perhaps another day.
Frazzly Dad unfortunately went to the big cream bakery in the sky in January, we all miss him terribly and life isn’t quiet the same without him. I like to think he is still causing mischief up above and long may he continue to do so.
We are now the owners of a motorhome, nope I wouldn’t have put us down for that one either… However with rather a lot of free time on our hands, well I have, Mr F is still competing in triathlon’s, and Bert having dementia, meaning we cant really leave him it made sense, well sort of. So Geronimo (the motorhome) is now part of the Frazzle household, its rather like Frazzle Towers on wheels and glamping on wheels, just minus the Emo’s and most of the animals, more about that another day. As with everything here, its been eventful, as yet we haven’t been banned and I could probably write a book about our travels so far. The one good thing, Mr F hasn’t been in the fridge or cupboards and arranged everything in date order, one assumes that’s to come…..
So that’s my quick update, I may be back, I may not, who knows