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My Self Care Box; Fab-ruary 14, slightly late!

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I always loved Simple Abundance; I read it often and enjoy using hints and ideas from it. I remember one of the best suggestions in it was for a comfort drawer, a special place that you kept just full of bits and bobs to restore one's mental state when life, or life's inhabitants, made you feel the need. Sarah Ban Breathnach suggested small chocolates, some alcohol, hand cream and little singing treats to make the heart lighter. I loved her advice and, in another life, would have a comfort drawer. However, I try not to just comfort myself at bad times, but to live in comfort and love all the time. My self-care box (which I take to be the things, both virtual and actual that comfort and care for me) is spread over the house and keeps me a happy bunny; So, what do I keep in my self care box? Here are the things that keep me a sensible and happy person most of the time. 1. Handcream I love L'Occitane Lavender, but any decent handcream will do. Presently I am using Sanc...

My Feel-Good Films Extraordinaire; Fab-ruary 8

OK, you caught me out. Now you know I've scheduled the Fab-ruary prompts to be published every day, and fill them in as and when I'm available. I was going to do the next week's worth on Saturday, and then woke with a headache that lasted through Sunday and left me still woozy this morning (Monday) when I crept quietly into school. My Feel-Good films will be coming shortly; I could just slam some stuff on now, or I can take my time and list them properly. In an effort to make sure that the blog records me,as I am, now I'm going to take my time and add to this page (and others) over the week.

Books I've loved; Fab-ruary 7

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I'm glad this post asked for books. Books I've loved. There are so many books I have read and, yes, so many books I've loved. Books that kept me company when I was a lonely teenager in school, books that fed me romance or horror or all sorts of emotions that I wasn't experiencing at the time. Books that stopped me and made me think about my life. Books that taught me about people and places, about how to live well and fully, to suck the marrow out of life. And my how to books. I love a good how to book. But you have places to go and people to see, so I should get on with it. I decided to choose the books that I loved and re read; not all of them, but the best and dearest. These are probably the ones I would grab in a fire. Jo of The Chalet School . by Elinor M Brent Dyer I read this when I was about 10. How I wished to go to a school like the chalet school! They lived in Austria (and then Anglesey) and they had goo dlessons like French with a French mistress, ...