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    Evening All

    January 19, 2017

    I’d hoped to have some news for you by now about our horrible robbery. Hell, I hoped I’d have some news for me. But unfortunately the wheels of justice turn slowly. I suppose it’s just as well – no one wants any mistakes to be made. It’s not letting too many cats out of too many bags to say that the police have been called in. I’ve been surprised and touched at how seriously our little larceny is being taken. Although…

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    Bridges to cross

    I’ve been thinking a lot about competition, or competitiveness, of late. This is partly because I’ve embraced the inevitable and joined a bridge club, and partly because our beloved cat, Blackjack, keeps getting into…

    December 11, 2016
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    Cat got your tongue

    My garden looks lovely at the moment – in parts. The irises have come out, but anything that needs a bit of sun on its leaves to break out into flower is staying defiantly…

    June 13, 2013
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    Childish things

    Child Two has the most Lady Bracknellesque expression of outrage on her gorgeous little teenage face. ‘I can’t believe you can get a Sylvanian chimp family now. In my day, the brown rabbit family…

    March 14, 2012
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    I had a dream ….. unfortunately it wasn’t about racial harmony, a solution to the economic crisis, world peace, or, well, anything remotely serious at all. Of course not. I’m deeply shallow. It was…

    January 16, 2012
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    Christmas all wrapped up?

    You’re probably struggling with your Christmas wrapping now, as I am. Well, have a little look at this video, and give thanks every time you have a nice easy book to smother in reindeer…

    December 13, 2011
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    Life of Riley

    Well, here we are in week two of the half term and I have descended into full teenage behaviour patterns, getting up at 12, slopping around in my dressing gown, and complaining when asked…

    October 25, 2011
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    Well thank goodness, just as it all starts to get serious and I need to buckle down to some serious writing, I get a new excuse. He is nine weeks old and his name…

    September 19, 2011