Work And Money
As of this evening, my younger daughters have both entered the world of work. If you had told me this even a month ago, I wouldn’t have believed you.
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Newspapers And Overtime
While talking to friends on the green outside our house yesterday evening one of them mentioned that the local newsagent was looking for paperboys and girls ...
Sunday Morning
It’s been a few days since I wrote anything in the blog. Life seems to have a way of diverting me from anything and everything at the moment. This morning h...
The One Where My Cousin Died
My cousin died yesterday morning. The one who’s wedding I went to two weeks ago. The wedding was wonderful, but it was pretty obvious he didn’t have long lef...
Wednesday
Where did Tuesday and Wednesday go? Can we go out and look for them? I vaguely remember them happening, but I’m not really sure.
The Need For Ownership
I’ve noticed a gradual shift across media and the internet recently that has troubled me greatly - a growing lack of intolerance and acceptance of people’s d...
Bank Holiday Monday
Prodded more by the necessity of alternative earning avenues than the pursuit of creativity, I returned to the Medium well this morning and expanded on the w...
Returning To Tumblr
I think it’s fair to say I’ve had something of a chequered history with Tumblr. I’ve been here since the beginning of the platform, and have been both my own...
Quietly Annoyed
I’m sitting in the junk room at home, which has a window over-looking the green outside our house. There was a group of teenagers gathered around the nearest...
Saturday Morning
Saturday is slowly unfurling in front of me, aided by two cups of coffee and a slice of marmite on toast. I’m sitting in “the junk room” accompanied by the r...