Getting Back On The Horse
I’m back in the office todayfor the first time in several weeks. I’m not sure how I feel about it at the moment. On the way in this morning there was a creep...
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Disconnected
Over the last few months I seem to have been edging slowly away from the online community. I wouldn’t perhaps describe it as “not trying”, as much as “not ca...
Sunday Morning With Sonic
The morning has gone something like this so far; get out of bed, shower, brush teeth, get dressed, wander down the road to buy milk, make coffee and toast, m...
The Doctor
While walking into town a little while ago, I passed two elderly ladies, chatting in the middle of the footpath. One was perhaps 75 years old, and the other ...
Every Wedding Ring Tells A Story
This is my wedding ring. I would like to say it was forged by goblin silversmiths in the fires of Mount Doom, but that wouldn’t be entirely true. It was actu...
Brain Dump
I’ve fallen completely off the blogging wagon in recent months, and I’m not entirely sure why. I’m resisting the temptation to explore the reasons, because i...
Snail Mail
After pedaling through driving rain on the way home tonight, I arrived home and met a tangled puzzle of childrens mountain bikes, heaped just inside the gard...
Reticulating Splines
If you’re wondering what on earth this post is all about, join the clubI don’t have a clue either. The title is a reference to the loading screen of Sim City...
Days Slip By
I took this week off worka gap opened in the calendar, I had days to use up, and I lunged at it. When the email confirmation arrived I was more surprised tha...
The Connection Corollary
While sitting here upon my Batman like perch, high above the social networks watching the posts drift past, I often see familiar shades of angst, loneliness,...