A Quarter To Midnight
The clock is ticking towards midnight, and you find me sitting in the dark of the study, tapping away at the keyboard while a random playlist on Spotify trie...
The clock is ticking towards midnight, and you find me sitting in the dark of the study, tapping away at the keyboard while a random playlist on Spotify trie...
I woke at 6am to the steady rhythm of rain on the bedroom window, and remembered leaving washing on the line last night. For a few moments I thought about da...
A little voice has been whispering in my ear for the last few days that I’ve not posted anything to the blog - so I’m doing something about it. My fingers ar...
It’s Monday afternoon, and you find me sitting in the junk room at home with a cafe-society playlist humming away in the background. Rain has been falling th...
It’s Saturday afternoon, and you find me sitting in the junk room with an empty wine glass, reasoning with myself that two small glasses of wine are quite en...
Before going on something of a blogging sabbatical for a few days - an attempt to break the “must post every day” idiocy - I thought it might be a good idea ...
I’ve just sat down after spending the last hour trimming the hedge at the front of our house. Of course I write “trimming”, but the real scenes were probably...
The big computer hidden under the desk emitted a strange electrical noise yesterday morning, before switching off and filling the room with an acrid smell of...
There’s something about publishing blog posts on mainstream platforms that I’ve never liked. It never used to exist, and has only come about because platform...
I’ve been staring at Evernote for the last several minutes, wondering how to begin this post.