Lockdown Moon Noticing

I've taken my fair share of moon photo's over time. We all see it, sometimes we appreciate it. But how often do we really notice it? Last night, with not much to do and time on my hands I looked out of the window to…

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Dear Internet

When you're writing for the web, for "your audience", for SEO, you're not being honest. Screw the clickbait, the polish, the listicle. Tell me about life and living. Messy, disorganised, humble. With not an effing cup of coffee* in sight. I swear, if I see…

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Bare Trees and February Skies

One of the annoying, yet sometimes interesting features of online photo storage such as Google Photos and even Microsoft's One Drive is the suggestion that suddenly shows you "2 years ago" type reminders of what you have shot. A few days ago, I was surprised…

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A February Night Walk

Maybe it's because the days also seem dark, groundhog days. Or just that with working from home, whilst also supervising the 8 year old's home schooling it feels dark. Maybe it's just my lockdown mood, but I've often been going out to run or walk…

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The Thing About Blogging

The thing about blogging is that it’s not me saying "I know something, I’m an expert." It’s me working things out, and trying to become better and sharing that with you through what I write, even if badly. Maybe that’s why it’s kinder than social…

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Snow on a School Night

At 8pm, the snow started. Thick white flakes began to tumble out of the night sky, leaving meteor trails in the streetlight. You noticed the flurries out of the window. By 8.30pm you couldn’t keep still. The snow was now settled, an inch thick. The…

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The Inheritors - William Golding

The Inheritors - Book Review

Imagine being an early human, early hominid, with a brain very different from yours. Trying to make sense of the world with limited references and culture, trying to explain what you see and how you are feeling and thinking to a modern day reader. The…

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Haymaking

The only time I ever saw my Grandad buy alcohol was for haymaking. As the summer days became hotter and dryer, inside the larder would appear a large bottle of Woodpecker Cider, in it’s distinctive green and red livery. The grass had been mown a…

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