Going Nowhere
It’s Friday morning, and I’m sitting in the study at home, watching the world go by. I’m not going into work today - still suffering with the after-effects o...
It’s Friday morning, and I’m sitting in the study at home, watching the world go by. I’m not going into work today - still suffering with the after-effects o...
I still feel like crap - just in case you haven’t been reading, I’ve had the flu for the last week - and am about to go home a little early. I’m half watchin...
A little while ago, while wandering the world wide web late one evening, I struck up conversation with an old friend. She commented that it often feels like ...
After being pretty sick throughout Easter, I went back into the office yesterday morning - and lasted an hour. Trying to work with a head full of ibuprofen, ...
I have begun writing this post five times so far. Sometimes I completed the first sentence, and sometimes I only got a few words in before hitting the backsp...
I considered titling this post “An Afternoon with Anna, Elsa, and a Thousand Screaming Children”, but it seemed a little long. Accurate, but long.
Over the years I have been on-line - and it’s more years than I care to remember - unlikely friendships have sprung up like weeds in the desert. Sometimes th...
After leaving the supermarket laden with grocery bags yesterday morning, I stood patiently at a road crossing, waiting for the lights to change. As they chan...
I signed up for LiveJournal a few days ago. It’s not the first time I have been a member - in the days before Facebook, Twitter, WordPress and Tumblr swept a...
Although I can remember reading comic books as a child, they tended to be the throw-away cheap comics sold at the newsagent in the UK alongside the daily new...