Deb’s Digest

The artist son and his wife were invited to the opening night of Sir Peter Blake’s retrospective at the Tate in Liverpool. I’m looking forward to going.

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I love my new lamp. In fact I was so proud of it I emailed this picture to the three children. The London son was the first to reply. “Ha ha, it looks like a jam jar.” i

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The Knowsley Festival was all the more frustrating because as we were wallowing in mud, the Innocent son was basking in red hot sunshine in Juan Les Pins with his colleagues. Apparently there were so many planned activities that there was no time for bed and at 5am he was on a pedalo, having left [...]

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There’s a letter in the post and an email in the air. I’m asking for a refund. The Knowsley Hall Music Festival hospitality pack was an absolute farce. Everything we’d paid extra for just didn’t happen – no VIP car park, no fast-track entry and the hospitality tent was so smokey that I ended up [...]

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I believe The Trough of Bowland is the Queen’s favourite place – and I know why. I just love the area, with its leafy lanes and rolling, lush hills. We went for a drive there yesterday and called first at Ye Horns Inn at Grimsargh for lunch. They do two course lunches for £9.99 and [...]

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We went to the Trafford centre yesterday and found an absolute gem – which has opened since we were last there. Carluccio’s restaurant and deli. There are massive floor to ceiling glass cabinets to browse around, full of authentic Italian products. The deli counter has huge tubs of anti-pasti. I bought a big tub of [...]

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Today I delivered a clothes prop to the artist son. Yesterday I was looking at the space he’d cleared for a shed and couldn’t quite believe what else I was seeing. He’d hung some washing on the clothes line and it was missing the ground by an inch. I asked him where his prop was. [...]

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We went to Sizergh Castle near Windermere the other day – it was baking hot so first of all we parked (with difficulty) at Bowness. The place was full of day trippers and holiday makers. Queues everywhere and grubby-looking pubs. Give me the Yorkshire Dales anyday. Before we went to the castle (it didn’t open [...]

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For the second time in a matter of weeks I have been asked if I’m entitled to a pensioner discount. I sent a text to some friends telling them that I was going to book in for a facelift and one replied “No don’t, it’s your hair.” A cruel blow. I’ve become accustomed to the [...]

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The Tempest at The Royal Exchange with Pete Postlethwaite was fantastic. A great production. Before we went into the theatre my husband told me that if he closed his eyes during the performance, it was because he was thinking very carefully about the words!! – and he expected me to believe that?  Off to see [...]

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