Category Archives: From the basement

I’ve written lots of things over the last few years, some I think are worth reading again. Search through the old boxes and see what’s down here.

Again.

So, some lovely people across the pond (or Irish Sea) have stumbled across the genius movement of 365. I’m kind of jealous in a way. I want to start again. They have all the newness, will face all the dilemmas … Continue reading

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Autumn

“When I’m in heavenTell me there’ll be seasons when the colours fly,Poppies splashing flameThrough dying yellow, living greenAnd autumn’s burning sadness that has always made me cryFor things that have to end. For winter fires that blaze like captive sunsBut … Continue reading

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October

This seemed kind of appropriate for today. And pretty. (if you ignore the sweaty Bono)

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Quack.

Who says that freshers freebies are rubbish? Mr Duck (or Fwar if you get to know him) came from Brighton’s freshers fair.

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Saturday

Things to do on a Saturday. 1. Lie in bed encased by a big duvet and smile at the weekend. 2. Go for a big fat bike ride on the downs, get covered in mud. 3. Listen to Jonathan Ross … Continue reading

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