Three Things Challenge, 03 August 2018

Today’s things are: brownie, spatula, drama

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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4 Responses to Three Things Challenge, 03 August 2018

  1. The Haunted Wordsmith says:

    I was a brownie until we moved to Utah, then I couldn’t join girl scouts because I wasn’t friends with the leader’s daughter. Hey, it was the 80s and that’s how it worked. I loved brownies. When I was growing up, anything my brother did wrong, I would get the lecture for. When he was caught shoplifting, I had an hour long lecture on why it was wrong. There is seven years between my brother and I. When he was shoplifting, hooked on drugs, and staying out drinking at 17-18, I was 10-11 and only wanted Transformers and horror collectibles…lol.

    • I never wanted a Barbie or Sindy, but a train set. never got it (sigh)

      • The Haunted Wordsmith says:

        I used to buy things I wanted as child until my kid came along and siphoned all my resources…lol

      • I used to save my pocket money and any wages from helping Mum out at the cafe to buy records. I saved for a new record player, paying so much a week to the shop until it was paid for and then brought it home on the bus! I was 14.

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