Author Archives: andromedababe

My friend @sbl76 challenged me to find 50 good things about the North East. I found 51 in 10 minutes. You can add a few more if you like. The Sage Gateshead The Baltic ArtGallery Grey Street Greggs Wor accent Jimmy … Continue reading →

It’s Drythlon January. I might have mentioned it once or twice – at work, at home, on Twitter. Might have done. Well I’m glad I did. I signed up to do it hoping to raise about 50 quid. And, in … Continue reading →

First, tempt a boy cow into your garden. It has to be a boy. Girl cows taste milky. It’s probably best to put on some false eyelashes and MOO softly.  Boy cows like that. Feed it grass. Please note: if you only … Continue reading →

“We are not drifting, not with one of us still left holding the line. And the wind that has moved you to set your sails lifting, blows cold on the one who got cut loose behind.” (Ralph McTell) The song … Continue reading →

                           The school year is lurching to a close. There’ll be Sports Days to police (sometimes literally), Leavers’ Assemblies to sob through and reports to write. Thanks to … Continue reading →

My Twitter has gone berserk this morning with the mention of one name. He isn’t a politician or a bloke off of the telly. He’s a quiet, unassuming academic – a physicist. His name is Amro. Why is my feed … Continue reading →

These words aren’t mine but I love them. I think of them when people say, “All Muslims are…/all gypsies are…etc.” “It is said that science will dehumanise people and turn them into numbers. That is false, tragically false. Look for … Continue reading →

If you tweet, you may have come across the fabulous @_millymoo. She’s a barrister and a clever ‘un too. She introduced me to a new word (coined by @ozgirlnc). MATRONISING – women telling other women that they’re not doing it … Continue reading →

Things I will never be able to resist. Waving back to a puppet Nuzzling a baby’s neck Singing both parts of “Paradise by the Dashboard Light” – loudly, badly. A fingerful of peanut butter Stroking fur Chocolate ginger Popping bubble wrap Sniffing flowers over garden walls Red shoes Paddling Biting the end … Continue reading →

 Guest post – another lovely story from @PrincessofVP The Princess was sitting in the window seat of the tallest tower in her palace. This was her favourite seat as she could see the Dryad’s forest and, if she craned her … Continue reading →