Into The Belly Of The Beast
The title of this post isn’t entirely true. I wasn’t inside the belly of the beast at all… more “across the road” really.
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The Day In Bullet Points
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Sunday School And Pantomime
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Saturday Six
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California Suite
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Absent Minded And Distracted
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The One Where Miss Seven Had A Day Off For No Reason At All
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Thoughts And Reflections On Blogging
I began blogging before the word had become part of the common vernacular. In the early days, people wrote about their day - their life. Online journals form...
The One Where He Figured Out How To Automagically Cross Post Toeverywhere
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The Night Watch
I’m sitting in our eldest daughter’s bedroom, using her netbook while she pretends to be getting tired. It’s heading towards 10pm. It’s all my fault, and I e...