It's all about me ......... how bloody marvellous!
Greetings dahlink, and welcome to my blog. Let me just put down this glass of Bolly so that I can introduce myself properly.
My name is Anne (or Annie, if you find Anne a bit too abrupt). My friends also affectionately call me Lady M because I tend to like the finer things in life, like sheets with a 300 threadcount and servants.
Home is a cottage built in 1543 AD, situated in a small village outside of Oxford. I moved here from London and still get freaked out about the flocks of cows that I encounter on a daily basis. They are vicious cretins and I am always relieved when they get turned into hambugers.
But it's not just me living here in Oxford, no sirree; I also have a 6 year old daughter with a dirty laugh and a wicked sense of humour.
We get on famously because she thinks I am "cool". She has got her head screwed on that girl. Not only that, but I taught her to drive a fork lift truck when she was three, so she is pretty handy around a warehouse too. If she were ever to have a boyfriend (which she won't), she could wow him with her hydraulic skills.
Because I was probably bad in a previous life, I've also got a mutt called Naughty George. His special skills are woofing vacuously, and eating rotten food out of the compost bins.
When he's not doing that, he can be found in nearby fields rolling in fox-crap, or trying to worry the chickens next door. Oh, and he is partial to biting other dogs in the face on a whim. Even the ones that could kill him.
So what else? Well, even though I am devastatingly attractive, at the moment I am a spinster (but to be honest dahlink, I could easily be wooed with a case of Bolly). Izzy's Father is called Steve and we parted a few years ago. But never fear! It was all terribly amicable, and we even live in the same village, where he can often be found in my kitchen trying to blag free cups of coffee.
Thinking about it, it's a bit like Mia Farrow and Woody Allen but without the bad glasses.
Enough of that stuff. So what about my background? Well to my surprise, I managed to bluff my way through a PhD in Engineering and spent several years running aerospace companies. I love aircraft because they are basically big gadgets ... and I bloody love gadgets. But I said adieu to all that aircrafty stuff when I had Izzy - there wasn't room for both of 'em, and the ragamuffin won.
So these days, I run my own businesses. One day I will tell you what they are, but at the moment it is sooo secret squirrel that I would have to kill you if I told you. And I don't really like killing readers.
And disposing of bodies is such a chore.
Anyway, that's it for me dahlink, I've got to go because I have just broken a nail typing. It's an uphill struggle.
It is a good job that I have got that bottle of champers on chill.
Thanks for stopping by my blog and I look forward to seeing you again. Oh, and if you do become a follower of my blog that would be a double bonus - just let me know by leaving a comment and I will stop by your place too!
Tatty Byes,
