Lorna the Sloven
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Lorna the Sloven
@duffycaramole.bsky.social
Goddess of Slovens, Queen of Procrastinators; cat-slave; gardener. Life is better in nightclothes. DMs only by invitation or you'll be blocked!
What is the point of journalists speculating on what'll be in the budget? FFS just wait and report on it tomorrow.
November 25, 2025 at 10:09 PM
Little catnip polar bear.
November 22, 2025 at 10:37 PM
Brack made.
Christmas cake in the oven. Didn't make one last year as the building work was in full flow and we didn't have a kitchen.
Exhausting, so I'm having a little lie-down to recover.
November 21, 2025 at 3:34 PM
In Tromso at this time of the year, the sun gets up around 10am and is back in bed by noon. Not unlike myself. A slovenly sun, one might say.
November 20, 2025 at 8:53 AM
Gosh, has it really reached this point in the year again? Your annual reminder to be careful how you put Christmas lights on palm trees.
November 19, 2025 at 9:31 PM
Snow? Snow? In Surrey? In November? I mean, I love snow, but this is extracting the micturation, isn't it?
November 19, 2025 at 9:56 AM
6 months since Hettie joined us (hard to believe - it's gone so swiftly) the rescue still haven't transferred her microchip, despite my chasing. So my RSPCA friend is sorting it for me. And we've learned that she's just 8yo and shares a birthday with my grandmother. 🤞for many more years with her.
November 18, 2025 at 5:49 PM
Brrrr! Frosty out there. But, unlike last winter, when we had no heating at this point, we have heating and it's snug in here. The builder ran the underfloor heating beneath the shower tray, so that's lovely and toasty too.
November 18, 2025 at 8:51 AM
Three fox night.
This is going to cost us a fortune in cat food.
November 15, 2025 at 10:54 PM
So, the fox with distinctive white markings who visits every evening is one of two with the same markings. This evening they've been here at the same time. Intriguing.
November 14, 2025 at 10:03 PM
It's a well known fact that if you eat Christmas chocolate before December, it has no calories.
So I'm eating a Lindt reindeer. From the head down, so its suffering is brief.
November 14, 2025 at 3:04 PM
I want a rough quote from various providers for single-trip insurance cover. FFS - how difficult do they want to make it!!!
November 14, 2025 at 11:03 AM
Flu jab on Monday. Wondering how long I can milk this "I think I'm still suffering the after-effects" lark.
November 13, 2025 at 11:13 AM
Foxy came several times to his dish last night. On the final occasion, clearly disgusted that it was still empty after his first visits, he took it out onto the lawn, chucked it into the air then disappeared over the fence.
November 12, 2025 at 11:38 AM
Flu jab yesterday. Feeling completely washed out and exhausted today. Anyone else have a similar response?
November 11, 2025 at 10:45 PM
In a few weeks' time, my daughters are taking me to Tromso in the hope of seeing the Northern Lights. It is for this reason, and this reason only, that I've been accumulating layers of insulating blubber over the past months.
November 11, 2025 at 11:15 AM
And what delights does tomorrow hold?
A trip to the tip in the morning, followed by a blood test and flu jab. Oh, the excitement!
Fight your lifestyle envy. Fight it, I say!
November 9, 2025 at 11:16 PM
Now then, Hettie, you don't have to embrace our slovenly ways to that extent. Please try not to kick your poo out of the litter tray in future.
Thank heavens we included a utility room in the renovations.
November 9, 2025 at 1:24 PM
"Cliche?" demanded Hettie. "How am I a cliche?"
Well, you knocked a ball of wool off the table then chased it all round the floor til it was nothing more than a tangle. So yes, you're a cliche.
November 6, 2025 at 8:48 PM
Rudolph, the red-nosed rein-mouse,
Had a very shiny nose. 🎼🎶 tra la.

Those antlers are very fiddly. Won't be making many of these. Slovens are too lazy to do fiddly stuff.
November 5, 2025 at 9:30 PM
A wee bit of a fight-back against Trump. Well done to the voters of New York, New Jersey and Virginia. More please! A slap in Trump's orange face.
November 5, 2025 at 11:09 AM
"Time you were up," said Miss Hettie.
Thump! went my book onto the floor from the bedside table. Bump! went my lip balm onto the floor.
Thump! went my (empty) mug.
In nearly 50 yrs of living with cats, we've never had a knocker-off-of-things. And now we do.
November 4, 2025 at 10:43 AM
I know I'm ridiculous, but the little video ad of a person drinking neat olive oil that appears with my daily sudoku puzzles makes me heave so I have to abandon the puzzle. Please stop with these ads!
November 3, 2025 at 9:59 AM
Miss Hettie starts her nightly clearing of the table beside me, knocking things one by one to floor. As soon as I turn my head towards her, she freezes and gazes intently out of the window. I turn my head back, she starts her shenanigans again. Little monkey.
November 2, 2025 at 10:52 PM
Two hours this afternoon planting daffodils along a stretch of verge in the village, with a bunch of other volunteers. I'm cream-crackered but I shall pass them with a sense of ownership next spring.
November 2, 2025 at 6:14 PM