Stealing an hour from the Sandman
The clock ticked past midnight nearly three quarters of an hour ago, and now races me towards sleep as I endeavour to complete one more thing - writing this ...
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Invisibility
Given unanticipated “home alone” status this morning I took it upon myself to wander into town and get some fresh air. Perhaps grab some breakfast at the pub...
The chocolate cookie quotient
After days filled with adventure and exploration last weekend, the return to reality this week has been somewhat jarring. I’ve been head-down for much of the...
Do not disturb
While the rest of the imaginary world (everybody else, in my head) took part in all manner of exciting adventures and escapades over the last few days, I beg...
Electricity
Exciting times arrived in the hereabouts this morning when a workman smashed and bashed his way around the front of our house. The workman was installing an ...
A self destruction and an exodus
In the spirit of Wellybob the Backwards Cat, who starred in a single episode of a british 1970s children’s television show called “Jamie and the Magic Torch”...
Tomorrow, another lighthouse
Yesterday marked our first full day in Brixham, and a concerted effort to not run here, there and everywhere - to not chase our own tail.
Berry Head and Sharkham Point
Today’s adventure took us along the coast path from Brixham to Berry Head and Sharkham Point. We left mid-morning in no hurry at all, and slowly made our way...
First morning in Brixham
A few weeks ago – after learning when I would be using my remaining work holidays – my other half arranged her remaining holidays to coincide, and asked an o...
Another day, another cafe
I’m holed up in the corner of the café where my daughters work – surrounded by a coffee, half a sausage roll, a chromebook, and a rag-tag band of people from...