Jane Jago's Blog, page 32
January 15, 2025
Lucida’s ‘New Year New You’: Eating
Namaste you wonderful, desirable and aspiring individual! This bijou blog is here to help you achieve your best ever ‘you’ in this new year. Here, I offer my help and assistance in reshaping your shape and doctoring your decor internally and externally, to bring your lifestyle into line with your aspirations.
EatingEating is a profound experience. It is about bringing the nourishment from the outside world and drawing it deep within your own body to provide yourself with the nutrients and...
January 14, 2025
Drabblings – Old-Fashioned
Telling an entire story in just one hundred words…
Susan had never really understood all this tech stuff – smart this and smart that. It was all too smart for her. So she was the only person in her town who didn’t have a fully connected house. She couldn’t even get emails except at the library.
But as time went on she began to wonder if she was indeed being old-fashioned and even stubborn about it.
Until the day every smart meter and speaker, smart fridge and smartphone was taken over b...
January 13, 2025
Nursery Rhymes for the Third Age – Freda and Bill
A selection of rhymes by Jane Jago, made age appropriate for those for whom their second childhood is just around the corner…
Freda and BillFreda and Bill went up the hill
To the shop at the end of the street
They bought syrup for chills
Viagra pills
And corn pads for Freda’s sore feet.
You can find this, and other whimsical takes of life in On The Throne? a little book of contemplation from Jane Jago.
January 12, 2025
Burning Questions
There’s a hole in my lung now
Where the smoke demons played
There’s a song to be sung now
Of my young careless days
But I’ve no breath for singing
Though the cancer is gone
Watch my summer swallows winging
How this winter will feel long
January 11, 2025
Maybe – Part 2: Roald
Sometimes we walk the edges of realty…
“So what has this to do with anything?” Jessica asked at last, when the small talk dried up over their beer.
“Your dream,” Roald told her, “the one you keep having about a glowing necklace of strange pearls.”
Jess nodded, she had told him of it when he asked her if she ever remembered her dreams.
“I’m not sure they were pearls, just the kind of odd light they gave off made them seem like it. They were pearls shaped in ridged spirals.”
In the dream, she had s...
January 10, 2025
Granny’s A-Z – J is for Just Say It
Things that make us go poop…
Granny and the ‘ladies’ darts team of The Dog and Trumpet alphabetically collate their collective contempt for the inhabitants of the twenty-first century.
J is for Just Say It although this might be better titled ‘how to get away with being an old bat’ or ‘things you can say in your ninth decade without being arrested’.
There are absolutely no circumstances under which I am prepared to divulge my precise age but I’ll give you a clue. When I was a girl a ‘gl...
January 9, 2025
100 Acre Wood Revisited – Funny Bone
Things are not quite how you might remember them in the 100 Acre Wood for Christopher Robin, Pooh Bear and their friends…
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January 8, 2025
Lucida’s ‘New Year New You’: Colours
Namaste you wonderful, desirable and aspiring individual! This bijou blog is here to help you achieve your best ever ‘you’ in this new year. Here, I offer my help and assistance in reshaping your shape and doctoring your decor internally and externally, to bring your lifestyle into line with your aspirations.
ColoursColour – or color for those blessed individuals who dwell in the land of eggplants and zucchinis – is not just something surface and insignificant. It is the electromagnetic r...
January 7, 2025
Drabblings – Serendipity
Telling an entire story in just one hundred words…
A family picnic in the orchard with parasols, white dresses and a tartan rug. Jean-Paul proposed over caviar and champagne, she’d accepted. He said he’d have the ring resized, but by ill-fortune it’d fallen from her finger as they packed away.
The ring was lost for so long, Elise forgot about it.
Children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren with their children, came for her hundredth birthday – a picnic in the orchard with parasols ...
January 6, 2025
Nursery Rhymes for the Third Age – Hippie Frannie
A selection of rhymes by Jane Jago, made age appropriate for those for whom their second childhood is just around the corner…
Hippie FrannieHippie Frannie somebody’s granny
How does your garden grow?
With poppy seeds and ganja weeds
And hookah pipes all in a row, row, row,
And hookah pipes all in a row.
You can find this, and other whimsical takes of life in On The Throne? a little book of contemplation from Jane Jago.
