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Widow in Oxfordshire
http://www.widowinoxfordshire.blogspot.com
Thoughts on re-emerging like a phoenix rising from the ashes of grief to expand my wings and grow after the sudden and untimely death of my love. No more feeling sorry for myself; time to move on and decide what to do or become.
- Added on: Sep 23rd, 2007
- Country: United Kingdom
- Language: English
Recent Posts
Leading a Green Gym
Showers were expected, what a surprise! With my little bit of card containing my crib notes wedged into my fleece pocket I set out to co-lead our newly-formed Green Gym, not expecting many volunteers to turn up. Another surprise! There were loads ...
A good day in Oxford
Friday started out as a trip to Oxford Castle with the two boys - (the last day of their week-long stay). As we waited for the next guided tour to begin, I noticed a man dressed in medieval clothes hovering near the books and plastic swords and shie...
Widow with a Drill
The wood store is coming along nicely, albeit held together with some dubious black plastic ties. I am, nevertheless, getting to grips with the electric drill and have managed to screw several bits together...(HA! It's the only screwing I will be do...
A bucket load of men
What good responses I've had to my last post - my dilemma regarding a need for a good old rogering! I admire those of you who can talk to your grown-up children about these matters... I can't; not because of their reaction, but because of my not wan...
Desperate or what?
I had a long telephone conversation with a long-distance friend today, primarily on the subject of men! I am in a dilemma concerning the attentions of little amourous man at the Gym; he has increased his smiles and is now saying hello and nodding at...
