Elegant Outfit For An English Winter, As A Result Of Watching Youtubers Give Style Advice. February 14th, 2020 by Jo Neary

Wish I’d thought of being a style youtuber, but I’d just sound sarcastic and I can hardly be arsed to do more than wash my face.

I Am Trying To Read And Then I Give Up. February 13th, 2020 by Jo Neary

I need to knit a hat with ‘I am reading’ written on it, but at the same time, I don’t want to miss out on the whirlwind doings of a Boy Who Smells Of Strawberry Jam and the Robin that seems to have a life of it’s own, apparently.

How Do I Say Goodbye To You? On The EU and Pitying Boris Johnson. February 6th, 2020 by Jo Neary

(I was reading one of her books and now it’s my nickname. What a boring one. Made me laugh for that very reason) And check out his imaginative way of getting away with a rude gesture. Dix pointes.

No Running, No Heelies, No Gum/Sweets. January 29th, 2020 by Jo Neary

SHOCK SURPRISE, PRIMARY SCHOOL ORGANISES ANOTHER FUNDRAISER.  A disco with hot dogs and squash at the hatch. It’s a tradition. (Hopefully this post has enough commas for everyone, what with the current Missing Oxford Comma debacle on the Brexit Fifty Pee. If anything, there’s too many commas, it’s like I’m trying to overcompensate due to […]

All About Celia And Friends. Tune In, Turn Up and Drop Scones. January 15th, 2020 by Jo Neary

Attention. The first episode was supposed to include a recipe for sago pudding, but it got mislaid in the library. If found please pop through the letterbox at 169 Acacia Avenue, Lower Upping, Toxborough, CT16 4NL.

Finding things to draw, December 2019 – January 2020 so far. January 14th, 2020 by Jo Neary

Family Call Back on the word ‘Cacophony’. Does it mean ‘The Sound Of Poo’ in French?

Miserable Aging Faces and Looking On The Bright Side January 10th, 2020 by Jo Neary

I am fascinated by faces. I love it when someone looks furious with their face in repose.

Tea Rain And The Bewilderment – a book review of sorts. January 7th, 2020 by Jo Neary

In which I attempt to promote a night coming up, plan to read some more PG Wodehouse in connection with said night, realise I got rid of the Wooster ones in the clear out of 2019, share some thoughts, which might mean very little to anyone but me, display my Christmas gifts like a proud lion at a car boot sale and fail to end with a joke. 

Olafur Eliasson At Tate Modern October 2019 November 15th, 2019 by Jo Neary

Looking I just love sculpture. I am rubbish at it but I love the process and other peoples work. In particular, sculptors drawings. See Barbara Hepworth’s hospital drawings for starters. Soon I’m going to take my family to see the David Nash at The Towner in Eastbourne and then put them through an Art Foundation […]

Sketches on Housework, Parenthood and Doing Shows In Spite Of Both. November 9th, 2019 by Jo Neary

I do like to help spiders usually. The other day I karate chopped a spider web because a butterfly had just flown into it. The spider looked livid. Like the bite on my leg.