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  • Haiku

    Haiku

    Now guys I am not about to teach you to suck eggs by which I mean I am not going to give you the definition of a haiku. By now you know that when I use the title for a post it’s always an oblique reference at best. No, today’s little missive is a sort of…

  • Moving

    Moving

    So, I’m off to Japan in just over a week. It’s unreal to think that I’m going to be fulfilling what is a lifetime ambition. It feels like eons ago when I first started researching the possibilities, and at the time it felt so impossible, so unreal that it was just a pipe dream. And…

  • Cask

    Cask

    wine improves with age…that’s what we are led to believe. I find it’s lure is disappating tbh. I’m looking at the foothills of low to zero alcohol intake with a sense of adventure and, dare I say it, anticipation. Parkinsons and wine are not easy bedfellows. To a certain degree, teetotalism is an anathema to…

  • Dot dot dot

    Dot dot dot

    Sometimes we use code to communicate. We use familiar shorthand and we can miss details as a result. I have recently started a Visual Communications MA course at the University of Stitchopolishire so expect to hear my garbled thoughts on the subject in the future. I am intersted in this idea of lost information and…

  • Anthropology 1 : SAHM

    Anthropology 1 : SAHM

    I am a member of a tribe, a group, a pack, a flock.  We move together, twice a day Split shifts, there and back.  And in between we cook and clean And keep our houses neat And then to kill the time to three We might go sweep the street.  Not meet, For coffee, Oh…