The Last Furlong

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Yoga and monkeys

People seem to like monkeys.

I don’t know why.

In Africa, we lived with monkeys – Vervets – they were an absolute pain in the arse and, more clearly, a bloody nuisance! Continue reading


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Once apon a time twenty years ago

I very seldom go shopping. I avoid shopping. I worked in retail clothing as a manager of a brand in a big store once. They used a markup of nearly 400% on their clothing. While I was there, they changed their embroidery and clothing manufacture to China (or somewhere there). All the “made in the UK” labels disappeared. I remember a small protest from people who arrived at my counter saying they were never going to buy from us again. They “only bought stuff made in the UK”. Continue reading


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Difficult day ahead tomorrow

Tomorrow this Furlong is going out with her sister. Mr Furlong and the Furlong dog are staying at home.

It’s going to be a really difficult day. Continue reading


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This old house and high blood sugar

If you follow my blog, you will know I cannot fathom what the hell has gone wrong with my blood sugar which has risen since we moved into our tiny new flat, here, in July last year.

It’s a puzzlement! Continue reading


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Oh no! What have you done?

You know we have recently moved house. We moved from the country to the town. I often blogged about our garden, and its inhabitants at our old house. There were lots of little animals there. Continue reading


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For the birds

We have wild bird seed out, for the birds. Continue reading


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The Furlong’s Ark – urgent rescue

We got perrenials like this – Image result for carnation hardy everbloom Continue reading