Where have all the good times gone?

Emma gets things going - again

It all began back in the mists of time…

Ok, this morning around 8.47 I spent a gazillion hours trying to remember and reset the password to this damned thing. Eventually, I got in only to discover that tons and tons of you have subscribed. So now I feel terrible because I haven’t added any content and wanky #SoBlessed posts about me, my kids or domestic bliss. But I have an excuse - I have Parkinson’s YOU know!!! Ahem. OK. That’s not the excuse. I mean it is but patently it’s not all the excuse.

I’ve been busy. Busy painting, busy writing and busy waiting for the bloody summer to begin! I even have a floaty dress to waft about in ready, ironed and just hanging forlornly on its hanger because it is too fucking freezing to wear!

Anyway, this particular project had stuttered a little but now I seem to have some of my writing mojo back. We are back in business! It ‘might’ have something to do with the very nice Negroni’s R has been making to cheer me up for the lack of sunshine. Either way…

Tumbled is back, baby!

So I shall endeavour (acts of God or an empty wine rack may disrupt service) to furnish you with updates fortnightly.

Thank you again for being here!

with love

E xx