Skip to main content

Free and Freeze

Did you know that by signing up for Choc Lit's free newsletter, Choc Lit Spread (come on, what else could it be called?) you can find out about all the latest Choc Lit news and offers? Well, in case you haven't let me tell you that Doris Day turned 91 this week - 91!! And to celebrate Move Over Darling is FREE on Kindle for five days ending on Wednesday 10 April, so download your copy now to take advantage of this offer.

 In other news we've had a busy time with visitors at Hotel H.  Last week we were out about under sunny skies (but in freezing cold temperatures) with Rose and Si...
Walking at St David's
And at the beach, ducking out the wind


And this week we have Stepson One with my step daughter in law and their very bonny and very well-behaved new baby to keep us entertained.

 The only bum note in what's been a lovely time is that the wretched sinus lurgy rolls on. Time to take the investigations to the next level. Sigh.

Comments

Pondside said…
I'm so sorry to read that you're still suffering with that terrible affliction. Do whatever it takes to get out from under it! Big sympathy from one who has been-there-done-that.
6 April 2013 at 08:03
Fennie said…
Doris Day 91? And I used to listed to her when I was five: Calamity Jane and all that, on a 78 rpm record and a wind-up (and run down) gramophone.

Maybe the sunshine will help your sinuses.
6 April 2013 at 09:00
Deborah Carr said…
I love the name, Choc Lit Spread.

Hope you're feeling much better soon.x
7 April 2013 at 05:17
Frances said…
Chris, hoping that the nasty lurgy leaves you very soon! Really, enough is enough. Particularly lurgy.

I do like that Choc Lit Spread. Great choice.

Via my computer, I often listen to the BBC's London Radio, and am pretty sure that I heard DD singing you know what over the international airways (or is it etherways) last week. Of course I thought of you.

Spring weather is finally arriving here in New York. Not a minute too soon. I will go look for daffodils in Central Park in a day or two.

xo
8 April 2013 at 16:15
Maria said…
I got my copy of MOVE OVER DARLING months back although I have to slow down and have a good read of it. I'm saving it up for that quiet moment which never comes. I've spread the word about the book being available to some of my romance reading friends so they can discover you.

A chance like this doesn't come up every day.
10 April 2013 at 01:08
Flowerpot said…
Sorry to hear about the sinus problems still lurking Chris. But I have my own copy of MOD and loved it!
10 April 2013 at 03:44
Chris Stovell said…
Thanks, Pondside, another bond across the miles!

It's hard to believe, isn't it Fennie! Doris will be forever young to me! Thank you.

Thanks, Debs! I don't know who came up with it!

Thank you, Frances, I'm fed up! We've had lovely sunshine but it's been bitterly cold and today it's rainy and blowing half a gale which will no doubt batter the poor daffs!

Maria, thank you so much for your kindness. I was very touched by your comment and it cheered me up enormously. I look forwards to catching up with your book blog as soon as I'm out the other side of Book 3.

Aw, thank you Flowerpot for your support, it's much appreciated.
14 April 2013 at 02:23
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Happy Endings, New Beginnings

Blended families come with conflicting loyalties and at Christmas time nearly everyone has somewhere else they feel they ought to be. Throw partners into the equation and it gets even more complicated. Since Tom and I aren’t especially hung up about Christmas we’re happy to let our children go with the strongest flow, but I have to say it was a great delight to have the girls and their partners staying with us this year. When such moments are few and far between they become very precious. My stepsons weren’t far from our thoughts either, not least because we had the very happy news on Christmas Day that my elder stepson and his girlfriend had become engaged. Congratulations Dan and Gill, here’s wishing you every happiness together. Tom and I end a year that has seen the fruition of many years work, both of us crossing important thresholds within weeks of each other. I’m really looking forwards to seeing Turning the Tide published next year and it’s been so satisfying, after al...
22 comments
Read more

Fly Free, Dottie Do

‘How many days to my birthday?’ Ma asks. I do a quick calculation. ‘Eighteen,’ I reply. ‘Eighteen days until your ninetieth birthday.’ Ma pulls a face and shakes her head. Every sentence is hard work for her now, when each breath is a struggle. ‘You’ll have to write a book about this, you know,’ she says, with one of her quick, mischievous smiles. ‘“Carry On Dying”. Make ‘em laugh, make ‘em cry.’ The smile fades. ‘Who knew,’ she adds wearily, ‘that dying would be such a palaver?’  It’s only eleven days since Ma was diagnosed with a high-grade, aggressive lymphoma, four days since she was overwhelmed with pain and breathing difficulties and was admitted as an emergency to hospital. Until a few weeks ago, she lived completely independently; shopping, cooking, cleaning and tending her much-loved garden. The deterioration in her health is shockingly rapid. The eight days preceding her death are a living hell, a constant battle with the ward staff to get Ma the pain relief she’s been p...
11 comments
Read more

Since You've Been Gone

Well, Ma Mère, There have been so many times when I’ve gathered up all the little shiny moments I’ve collected during the day, ready to present to you in our evening phone call and then I remember all over again that you’re not there. But, Mum, so much has happened since you’ve gone - maybe you know, maybe you don’t - that I’ve decided to write to you instead.  A few days after you died, we sold our house! After all those months! We even joked about you rattling cages somewhere. At first, nothing happened and then suddenly everything happened at a breathless pace and the next thing I knew I found myself driving (yes, me, driving!) along the M4 to Bridgend and the Time Capsule House, the one you said you and Dad would have bought. I remarked, when we first viewed it that if it was meant for us, it would come to us. Over a year later, when it had been under offer twice, we moved in. Oh, Mum, you and Dad would have loved this house; it’s peak Seventies and the decor - the pampas ensu...
5 comments
Read more