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  • Anthropology three: world traveller

    Anthropology three: world traveller

    Now, did I remember my socks,  The ones that will save my life.  The ones that I went and bought specially.  With the elastic that cuts like a knife I know I shouldn’t be fretting,  The things won’t fit in my bag  but when you are a World traveler there’s more on your mind then…

  • 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…

  • Sugar free

    Sugar free

    We all know that sugar is the enemy… Normally moments of claritybring strength and hidden depth. Today I’m seeing, unfortunately The cul de sac of death. My limbs turn to lead I live within my head. And it will get worse. There is no cure, Just this curse. And that, is the truth. No sugar…