Tag Archives: Anna

Thoughts about work…

Posted on September 10, 2013 by

This weekend, as well as giving thanks for sonface, involved the genius of heading to London for Anna and Sarah Day. These days are the best kind of day, a day of peace, of sitting on sofas with big mugs … Continue reading →

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Day 17

Posted on March 27, 2011 by

The arrival of Anna and Sarah into our flat, cooking colourful soup and making amazing Lemon cake, talking, laughing, sighing together. Sharing lives and recognising again the need to fight for contentment, to not compare lives and to be thankful … Continue reading →

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Talking, walking, being, looking, amusing

Posted on February 18, 2011 by

Tuesday I spent the day with the lovely Anna. Real time, not just phone chat. We decided it was a good thing we preferred each other in the flesh. We talked, walked and generally sighed with contentment lots. No wonder, … Continue reading →

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26/31

Posted on May 27, 2008 by

More pottering, more looking at pretty pictures of beautiful sky and sea, more amazing food and views. Big thanks to Sarah for making it all possible. DJ Anna on the drive home. Driving into my road feeling like I’d been … Continue reading →

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24/31

Posted on May 27, 2008 by

Waking up in a sunny village far far from anywhere, feeling like I’d been away for years. Morning stroll through the village. Thinking we must be old as we head out for the day at 10am. Big fat sky, big … Continue reading →

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8/31

Posted on May 8, 2008 by

Running on a open sandy Hove beach early in the morning, the sun sparkling off the sea, the ocean making it’s nifty little swishing sound, the cheery hello’s to other people on the beach and the knowledge that each morning … Continue reading →

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