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February 2008

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It could be a bonus day

So its finally come; the leap day of the leap year. I don’t usually listen too carefully to Thought for the Day in the mornings (usually, a sensible point in the first half is ruined by the religious bit in…

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Plastic bag, sir? Just say no…

So Marks & Spencer are to start charging for plastic carrier bags. This is all very good and I applaud their decision. Why can’t they be giving away the cotton/canvass/jupe bags instead of the plastic bags for life in the…

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Earthquake? What earthquake?

Where were you on the morning of Wednesday 27 February 2008? I’d like to be able to say that I was being moved by quaking crust of the planet beneath me. Sadly, as with the ‘Hurricane’ of 1987, I was…

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Potential, Potential, Potential

The house in Glen Close is nice. Very nice. I arrived back in Stratton Audley half an hour or so before my appointment so I was able to wander up to see exactly what kind of business goes on at…

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On the edge of the village

1. Last night I didn’t really sleep all that well. My head was churning and my mind cranking with thoughts of Corncrake Way. I want that house, but at the same time I fear that its not big enough. Over…

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Cute, cottagey, and adorable

I always knew I was going to like this house. Situated in the New Langford Village area of Bicester, which I already know from last weekend as being wonderfully small and villagey – almost continental – in feel. A modern…

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Sunset Over Brill

Emma’s sister, Helen, had persuaded us to go to the Thame Wedding Fair, in part because she had to man the John Lewis stand. Both Emma and I were very nervous about it, and we had no idea what to…

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Stowesome Sunset and Vegetable Curry

Emma was taking delivery of her ‘new’ bedroom furniture with the aid of her dad and her mum’s car this morning, which left me with a good opportunity to start sorting stuff. And I had a reasonably productive morning at…

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St Valentine’s Day

As I begin my sixth year of writing here, it seems that I should start on this day with something a bit different. Today I sent and received my first valentine card. 🙂 I left work promptly to get home…

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Five years later

These pages are five years old. Encompassed here are the journalings of five years of my life, and what a journey it has been. I say it every year, but the experience of writing in these pages is not at…

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Parents Meeting

And so at last we come to the day; the day of the parents meeting. If it wasn’t for ‘The Summit’ being scheduled for 1245 hours, I would have called it ‘Parents Evening’ but my pedantry forbids it. Both Emma…

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Two Ends of the Extreme

When you go house hunting you have to start anywhere. To get an idea of what’s out there and in our budget, Emma and I took our checklist and hit the property trail. Within an hour we had seen possibly…

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Past, present

I’ve been writing in present tense for so long now, I now find, as make the first tentative steps to Louis Tumnal’s story I’m finding that the natural choice for me is still present tense. This is awkward as I…

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The Time Was When

09:13:50 @janerawson We got proper snow! You’ll probably hate me for saying this, but I decided to leave the travelling and work from home today…

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The Time Was When

09:13:50 @janerawson We got proper snow! You’ll probably hate me for saying this, but I decided to leave the travelling and work from home today…

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Super or Shrove

Tuesday. For our American friends, today is Super Tuesday and 19 states are voting for in this years presidential primaries. Go Obama! Meanwhile here in the UK we will be stirring up the batter and squeezing lemons over sugar ……

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The Anagrams of Nowhere

(The Curious Tale of) Mr Tumnal is working its way into my mind. My problem with the story is that it is important to me that Louis Tumnal is a sympathetic and likeable character, but someone who cheats on his…

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Intermittently identified

At the last minute, I had a call from The Holt with news of my car. Up until that moment I was on my way back on the bus to collect my car, with the problem still unidentified. But no,…

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