A somewhat accidental Swiftie
Some years ago - while chatting with an old friend (and wonderful singer) in Oklahoma, the subject of music came up, and I asked what she was listening to - ...
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When does today become tomorrow?
While writing this (after procrastinating famously for the last hour), the clock is busy ticking past 1am - or rather, it did so about 10 minutes ago. I’m ri...
The table for one problem
It’s Saturday morning, and you find me sitting in the middle of the huge Wetherspoons in town - escaping the house for a cooked breakfast and a “bottomless” ...
Not good at switching off
After burning the candle at both ends over the last few days, I pushed back a little today. Or rather I had all the good intentions of doing so, and then did...
Breakfast at Wetherspoons
This morning you find me holed up in a booth at our local Wetherspoons - part of a huge pub chain that stretches across the country. I’m sitting in the booth...
Hello Midnight, Old Friend
I’m sitting in the dark of the junk room - the last person standing in the house as the new day arrives. I’m listening to “Seasons of Love” from the original...
Burning the Candle at Both Ends
Last weekend I installed a writing app called “Day One” onto my laptop, with thoughts of using it to empty my head into about anything and everything - a pla...
Tiredness Abounds
Sunday evening became Monday morning two minutes ago. Normally I would be digging my heels in for another hour and fighting the arrival of tomorrow for as lo...
Chasing Elphaba
There comes a point where you get thrown under the bus so often, you start to see it as strangely normal. Not a shock or surprise. It gets to the point where...
The journey to the dark side is complete
We went out this morning in search of some new tea, coffee and sugar containers for the kitchen. The old ones had been knocking around the kitchen since the ...