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The Dreams of a Writer

What did I always want to be when I grew up? Well, aside from wanting to live like Peter Pan and never grow up – I founded CAGU, the Campaign for the Abolition of Growing Up – I wanted to…

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Alice, rest in peace

Sunday. I woke up leisurely to the steady patter of endless rain outside the window, and plumped up my pillows and finished reading Winter Magic (see my enthusiastic review) before getting up for an even more leisurely breakfast. We had…

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After I’m Gone

Had one of those weird thoughts this evenings about what will happen to all my most-treasured posessions after I’m (and Emma) are gone. The thoughts centred around the assumption that by the time I get old, my books will have…

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Improbable but true

Friday 13th. We’re now on day thirteen of 2017, and two working weeks in, and I have managed to wake up every morning so far with my alarm only to fail to get up as I should and instead getting…

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The need to write; the need to read

Sunday. With no work to get up for (myself), or as yesterday (for Emma), I actually got to sleep through to whenever nature decided was my time to wake. Thinking about it, despite the three weeks off I had, this…

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On Death’s Row

Alice is a poorly bird. And there’s often not you can do with a poorly chicken, so today Emma took her off to the vets sure that she would be coming home with an empty basket. We don’t don’t really…

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The Miscellany of Life

First day back at work today for something nearing a month. I feel a bit bad for saying that three week’s holiday was not long enough, but it’s true, so there it is. I surprised myself by actually getting up…

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A record of life

It’s New Year’s Day, and I have to say, weather-wise, it is a dismal start to 2017. I ventured out this morning to feed the bunnies and chickens and it was very, yucky is probably the best way of putting…

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The longest week

I have had, possibly the longest, most-tiring week of my working life. After months of planning the project that I was leading on finally came to fluition: Virtual Open Week. Following on from the modest success of our Virtually There…

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Mr Tumnal, Aspergers, and Me

Aspergers syndrome is a condition on the autistic spectrum. People with Aspergers (or aspies) can find it harder to read the signals that most of us take for granted. This means they find it more difficult to communicate and interact…

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The Sixteen Day Weekend

On the eve of going back to work tomorrow its time for a little bit of a round-up of the last two weeks which have seen me largely oblivious to what day it was. There was our professional photoshoot near…

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My second solar eclipse

When I woke up this morning I really thought that my luck was going to be out when it came to enjoying a second partial solar eclipse with a sky of leaden grey clouds. Emma had made me a box…

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Composed on the bus

Disengagement (of the modern world) Scroll down Swipe left Swipe right. Scroll down and back. Missed announcement, Not even a like, or a comment. Friends’ news? Did you really, even read it? Scroll down wry smile if we’re lucky. Most…

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A half-term break

So, I’m back to work tomorrow after a nice, if tiring, seven days off. Tiring maybe, but its been a good mid-term break between Summer and Christmas. And productive too! Emma and I are now living in a transformed house,…

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100 Happy Days, journal

300 days and counting

300 days ago in the dark days of winter, Eleanor at work pointed me towards this fun looking challenge to post a picture of something that makes me happy every day for 100 days. Apparently 71% of people fail this…

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The Other Social Networks

I’m a high-user of social networking. I admit it. I have been for over a decade now, having started my Livejournal early in 2003 partly as a response to being bullied at work. Since then, I have met friends, networked…

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Inspiration escaping me

This evening I find myself tired. In my day job, it has been Open Day, and the October one is one of our biggest and most important for next year’s recruitment. I always feel a bit of a fraud for…

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