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40+ years in IT : coder, sys eng, cybersec researcher

BA(Hons) Modern Language Studies
TEFL
Proofreader

Adoper ot abused & abandoned ponies

Cancer surviver

A decent person doing her best for the world around her

Made in Britain Saved in Brittany
Currently Reading:
Psychopaths Anonymous by @willcarver.bsky.social
From @orendabooks.bsky.social
December 5, 2025 at 5:29 AM
Adds to Wish List
I've been in love with reindeer since I first met the Swimming Reindeer at the @britishmuseum.bsky.social
And then living, breathing reindeer in Finnish Lapland
Remember, a reindeer is not just for Christmas
grapevine.is/travel/2024/...
December 2, 2025 at 7:26 AM
Otta, Socrates et Moi
November 28, 2025 at 4:40 PM
When your farrier is in love with your Icelandic horse ❤️
November 28, 2025 at 4:28 PM
Please tell me it wasn't caused by Icelandic horses!
My Otta will be very upset
November 27, 2025 at 7:44 PM
Socrates is saying, "I know you have apples in that basket. Please give a poor starving pony apples!"
Sadly he can't have many apples, too much sugar, but he does have a twice-daily treat of turnips, cougettes, carrots and celery
November 25, 2025 at 12:30 PM
I am fighting a losing battle with buttercps in the paddocks
This week I'll be spreading lime, I'm told that buttercups do not like alkaline soil
What with sycamore leaves and seeds gathering and buttercup control I'm fully occupied
Never let it be said I do not do my best for these guys
November 16, 2025 at 5:44 PM
You know, with all the colourful paintwork and gold statues, bells, gongs, books, prayer mats and stuff, what appealed to me and made me smile were the little toadstools poking through the grass. So many varieties, so small, so fragile and so impermanent
November 16, 2025 at 5:46 AM
So, it was all very ornate, but walking round with one hand on the prayer wheel was incredibly grounding and calming. I could have done if for hours, had it not chimed and my friend worried that we may be disturbing a silent retreat (we weren't)
November 16, 2025 at 5:46 AM
Anyway, we went to the Centre Bouddhique Drukpa
I really had not expected such ornate buildings/interiors
I had thought, gentle, silent monks in orange robes and sandals, incense, lots of wood, prayer mats
I need to re-read my books on Buddhism...
November 16, 2025 at 5:46 AM
Miss Daisy thinks I have a hot date
I told her I would only consider going on a date if were with a 70 year old Icelandic man with his own herd of horses
That would be hot indeed
November 14, 2025 at 4:58 PM
But I have decided to put in an offer myself
300,000 euros. Take it or leave it.
I suspect I know what they will say
But it doesn't hurt to dream
N'est-ce pas?
November 8, 2025 at 3:00 PM
A passing couple made the mistake of asking me (in French) if I knew anything about 'the castle on the rocks'
I gave them a brief history of le Château de Costaérès, said how sad that so many its trees have fallen in the last two years of climate-crisis storms, and asked if they'd like to buy it?
November 8, 2025 at 3:00 PM
And, of course, several walkers stopped to ask what was the sea temperature and am I totally mad?
15 C and no, not totally
The tide dropped very quickly, one minute I was swimming out of my depth, the next it was only up to my waist, so time to call it a day
November 8, 2025 at 3:00 PM
I did morning pony duties early today because high tide was at 08:30. I still missed it but there was plenty of sea when I did arrive at 9:30
It was quite cold but I swam for 30 minutes with a couple of breaks for hot coffee to warm me
It was lovely, like old times...
November 8, 2025 at 3:00 PM
It's been 10 years since I took my stressed-out, cancer-riddled, broken body off to Iceland to ride horses up volcanoes, and 8 years since I last took a holiday (also to Iceland) and I think I deserve one in 2026 to celebrate being 70 and still alive
N'est-ce pas?
November 7, 2025 at 3:27 PM
And if I am very lucky I may get to enjoy some wave watching
November 7, 2025 at 3:07 PM
W/E Plans
1. Win the lottery
2. Buy a pink castle
3. And a herd of Icelandic horses
Or, I will drive to the coast and swim out to said-castle while dreaming of said-horses
November 7, 2025 at 2:59 PM
I have now collected a total of 5482 sycamore seeds from the paddock to protect my guys, and yes, I am still counting
November 7, 2025 at 2:14 PM
I called in at the pharmacy to buy some medication for Socrates
The woman at the till asked to see his carte vitale - the card required to obtain medical treatment
I showed her this photo of Socrates and said that sadly his healthcare is not covered by the French state
November 6, 2025 at 10:30 AM
But there is a sad story, the daughter of the man who had it built inherited it on his death. She was his beloved Sofia
When the Germans invaded they ransacked the castle and deported Sofia to Auschwitz where she died
I would turn it into a healing place in her memory
November 5, 2025 at 7:50 PM
Otta has now been with me for a year
I have spent all my time and all my pension to care and provide for her and her paddock-pal, Socrates
I'd longed for a pony of my own for 68 years and though I will never be able to ride either of these two, I am so happy that they are now safe and loved by me
October 31, 2025 at 5:21 PM
I repeat, often, if I could get my hands on the man/men who abused and ill-treated this wonderful little Icelandic horse, I would beat them about their heads, whip their backs, hobble their legs and force them to wear too-tight headcollars that cut into their flesh
And then...
October 31, 2025 at 5:10 PM
Currently reading :
Son by Thomas Enger and Johana Gustawsson
Another couple of writers whose books I have proofread
October 29, 2025 at 7:19 PM
Left behind, the lonesome corn...
#LaVieEnMaize
October 22, 2025 at 9:47 AM