Signs Of Life
I feel like I’ve fallen off the blogging bike again. In a strange sort of way, the longer you don’t post anything for, the less you have to say when you retu...
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Panic Stations
My parents are coming to visit. Tomorrow. For the first time in ten years. It’s worth mentioning that they live down on the coast, and we get on famously - i...
Testing Myself
After a day spent cheering on both of our younger daughters at back-to-back rugby matches this afternoon (literally back-to-back - they were playing on paral...
Lagunitas
We went out for a few drinks with co-workers last night - to a bar in town that was refurbished some months ago. It’s worth noting how rarely we make it out ...
By Any Other Name
I’ve been wrestling with the idea of changing the name of this blog over the last few days - away from my name to something vaguely interesting and different...
Nine Minutes At A Time
I went to the running club with Miss 19 again tonight - we’re now half-way through the “Couch to 5K” programme. We ran three lots of nine minutes, with one m...
The End Of A Very Long Stick
I’m not doing NaNoWriMo this year. I’m keeping it at the end of a very long stick. There’s a very strong possibility that I may never do NaNoWriMo again. If ...
Let There Be Light
If you’re visiting this blog post via WordPress, you’ll have noticed a rather drastic re-design has happened. Given that autumn colours are surrounding us at...
Saturday Evening 10Pm
I knocked on Miss 19’s bedroom door earlier this evening, and enquired if we were going running. Given that she was still in her pajamas, and that I was stru...
Finishing Last
We attended yet another fund-raiser quiz last night - this time for the local hockey team. My other half put a call out on social media for team mates, and w...