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  • Pongs and gongs

    Pongs and gongs

    I went to a boarding school for the last two years of my schooling. I loved it. However, I think I am the only one in my year who did. One friend who I miraculously rediscovered later on in life through sheer fluke hated it especially. This friend was a stalwart supporter to me when…

  • walls

    walls

    the rain is falling on the windows we bashed through the roof it’s strange, the way you move into a house because you want to improve it. You want to buy less than best so you can do it put your stamp on it. Only, I forgot to go to the post office and here…

  • Alive

    Alive

    What makes you feel alive? I mean, what makes you experience joy, makes you aware of every last drop of blood coursing through your veins, makes your heart jump (in a good way) , gives you energy, makes you feel invincible….I don’t know whether its a sides effect of PD but I get these tangible…

  • Jagged pride

    Jagged pride

    When I was a child I was brought up to believe that Pride was a Bad Thing. To be proud was to be uppity. To be proud was to be flawed. Pride in one’s achievements was a character blip, a lack of empathy for those around me. This week I have had a number of…

  • My little news pony

    My little news pony

    Disclaimer: this is a bit of a fan post combined with memories of early days with my boys. It’s honest. …I am going to warn you and not apologise for it. It’s no secret that when I had my two children, I found parenting hard work. A long slog, morning to night, to midnight, to…