And Then There Were Five
Miss Nine is home from her school trip. She spent the last week at an outward bound center, several hundred miles from home, with the rest of her school year...
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Man Down
The virus that has swept our house for the last few days caught up with me this morning. Given that the team in the office is relatively small at times, it m...
We Could Power Monsteropolis
While walking home from town with our eldest daughter last weekend, she suddenly stopped, and crouched down to retrieve something from the side of the footpa...
Morning In London
This morning began a little before 6am, when my body clock anticipated the alarm clock by a few minutesit’s funny how it does that. While (I thought) quietly...
A Week Without Miss 9
A little voice crept across the landing this morning, and called outuncertainly to wake usafter waiting for my eyes to focus on the radio alarm clock, I told...
Larry Crowne
While flicking channels earlier this evening, and contemplating turning in for the night, I stumbled upon the opening scenes of the movie “Larry Crowne”, and...
Old Friends And Past Adventures
Memory is a curious thing. A single thread pulls away at a seam on the edge of your recollection, and before you know it swathes of past adventures are falli...
Words And Pictures
I’ve been wondering how much benefit photographs really bring to a “journal” style blog. Are they really necessary?At Tumblr you almosthave to post photos to...
The Apocalyptic Rage Of An 8 Year Old
While attempting to shepherd our daughters towards their beds at a somewhat acceptable time yesterday evening, the balance of power began an imperceptible sh...
Out Of Sorts
For the past few weeks I have struggled to find anything worth sharing with the small number that continue to read. In the quiet moments of the day, I have w...