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.

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Posted on August 30, 2007 by Kath

If I had a 365 any more this would be mine for today (along with the Bruce Springsteen news, and the phone call with an old friend, and the surprising news, and the news that my seminar might not be … Continue reading →

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Smiling

Posted on August 30, 2007 by Kath

I have been grinning all day long. What, you may ask (or you may have fainted with shock at another happy post on this fair blog), is the cause of my joy? Well. It is the one thing that causes … Continue reading →

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Phew.

Posted on August 25, 2007 by Kath

I was beginning to doubt it’s existence. But no more, I am very happy to see this symbol for the next few days. Contented sighs all round, and the promise that maybe we’ll have a week of summer after all, … Continue reading →

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In other news.

Posted on August 18, 2007 by Kath

Dear Diary. Today we have a new arrival in Fallowfield Crescent, (no we haven’t caved, the cat has not moved in). Bodil arrived tonight and continues the fine tradition of Danish people training to be Midwives living with us. We … Continue reading →

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Blind Light.

Posted on August 18, 2007 by Kath

I went to see the Antony Gormley exhibition at the Hayward Gallery this week. I’d encourage you all to go but it ends tomorrow. I have the urge to write overlong pompous sentences about his genius, but I’ll try not … Continue reading →

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