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Smoke And Goldeness

My sore throaty voice place continues to make me sound like I’m having my larynx scraped by tiny oesophageal dredgers, all made of razors and thorn. Allegedly this means I am emitting sexy sounds. Personally I think I couldn’t be … Continue reading

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No Direction Home

Wanderlust: the desire to hike, if you want to get all Middle High German on the motion, which too few people do these days. It’s a word that came up in conversation with my son during our travels last week. … Continue reading

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Go Forth (of July)

Writey, writey, thinky, thinky, therapy, therapy-y. The brain bone’s connected to the finger bones apparently. Which might be why I consistently flip the bird at any coverage of Donald ‘Fuck’ Trump. But happy America day anyways. Firework bagels and cranberry … Continue reading

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About Out And Abouting

I’m cooking a curry. What? Well I guess there’s enough to stretch to another mouth. When can you get here? Oh, that’s ages, I’ll keep some back and you can bung it in the michaelwave. I feel mildly productive today … Continue reading

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Knowing How Way Leads On To Way

Today I am tired and I am feeling quite low. I hope when you read that words that you don’t think “Oh dear, another whinging blog post from some middle aged tit who needs to check his privilege.” It’s possible … Continue reading

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Vacation Scribblings

The sun wanders away from a warm but insect-free sky, gone to commune with more Westerly ghosts while I eat the silence left behind in its wake. Serenity and I are not always good friends, often we barely comprehend one … Continue reading

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