Tag Archives: travel

Being Boring

Posted on August 2, 2019 by S

It is Friday afternoon and I’ve managed to leave my apartment for the first time in three days. I still feel rather broken but have enjoyed a coffee and a catch up with Si so am virtually a human person. … Continue reading →

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I Don’t Think Boromir Knows About Second Brexits

Posted on July 29, 2019 by S

Monday morning in the capital of this is England. My hotel room was hot and I did not sleep too well but I didn’t die either so I’m taking this as a positive and hoping London doesn’t hate me quite … Continue reading →

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Choo Choo*

Posted on March 31, 2019 by S

Cake. Cake cake cake. Cake cake cake cake cake. Cake. This is all my mind contains today. It’s also some of what my intestines contain. Not all, that would be greedy. I ate some humble pie and a raisin as … Continue reading →

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That Was The Year That Was [Well 49 Weeks Of It Anyway]

Posted on December 11, 2018 by S

Three weeks until 2019 shakes me warmly by the hand and, I very much hope, promises to treat me way better than 2018 has treated me. Most of this year I’ve been drowning, not waving, and it’s not easy to … Continue reading →

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Is This Your Bag, Sir?

Posted on April 28, 2018 by S

The visit of a friend this afternoon prevented my entire day being full of fear and pain. For the time they were here I was able to lift out of the concerns I’ve been having since yesterday that I’m in … Continue reading →

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Bizarre Travel Plans Are Dancing Lessons From God

Posted on April 15, 2018 by S

Two years ago I was in that America for the very first time. You now the one, with its states all united and stuff. Back then they had a president but they changed that a while ago and have installed … Continue reading →

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I Am Not A Beautiful And Unique Snowflake

Posted on March 15, 2018 by S

A week ago I was arriving in London for my mini adventures in friendship and photography. Physically I’m still recovering from the exertion, emotionally I’m still trying to make sense of the complexity of reactions my time in the capital … Continue reading →

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Through Concrete, Flowers Grow

Posted on March 12, 2018 by S

If this is Monday afternoon it must be bedtime. No, I’m not lazy but I am in a lot of pain. I went out for a walk to get my muscles and legs moving and the overriding emotion now that … Continue reading →

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Black-Eyed Dog

Posted on March 11, 2018 by S

When I was young, teenager young rather than infant, I was vehemently opposed to anybody attempting to limit the possibilities of my life. Anything I wanted to be, I could be. Any goal I set for myself, I could reach … Continue reading →

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Shakin’ Steven

Posted on March 10, 2018 by S

After two nights sleeping on a bunk bed it feels opulent and grown-up to be back in my own double sleepy sleepy place. I don’t mean I have two beds, I mean mine isn’t small and bunky, it’s a double … Continue reading →

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