Put up with rain

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Friday, 27 May 2016

The canary

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     There is a bird that lives inside my chest. I call it my canary. It’s the first warning sign to me that a situation is potentially dan...
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Starving

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     I am fucking starving. Absolutely fucking starving. Literally, starving.      I don’t eat much, these days. In the early days of W...
Sunday, 8 May 2016

Udderly unthinkable

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     A couple of people have suggested to me recently that I ought to start dating. Hang on, sorry, you’re not going to get much sense out ...
Wednesday, 4 May 2016

Relay race

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     For S, who is running her own race      I’m not, never have been, never will be sporty, athletic, or even especially healthy. I sk...
Sunday, 24 April 2016

Southern sky

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It’s been a long time that I’m waiting, It’s been a long time that I’ve blown. It’s been a long time since I’ve wandered Through the ...
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Saturday, 16 April 2016

Hopes and fears

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     It’s the middle of April, so I thought I’d tell you that my favourite Christmas carol is O Little Town of Bethlehem. I can’t truly say...
Thursday, 14 April 2016

Wibbly wobbly timey wimey

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     I knew this time would come. I knew it, I expected it, but I didn’t anticipate it. I am Having A Wobble.      It’s well overdue. Y...
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