When insomnia has me reaching for a thick book (or worse) making custard to eat with peaches in mango juice at midnight, I know in my experience it’s really going to be a long day! So long infact that thinking of Bill Murray in Groundhog Day is (more…)
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Across the road from where I live there’s a local High School. It’s a school attended by smart kids. Kids with high IQ’s and equally high EQ’s. It’s playing fields run adjacent to my street and when the students are in class or finished for the day, it’s quiet, green and (more…)
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Tilly is the only one out and about in the backyard this morning, she flits with great aplomb between the orange and lemon trees, a tactical avoidance behaviour from years of unintentional friendly fire by the feline population out there. She’s chatty. (more…)
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When I walk barefoot through puddles it’s to remind myself that my life can be simple. Well, perhaps more simple than it is. I’m reminded that (more…)
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Have you ever found yourself wondering why it is that some debris of your life continues to be washed ashore, if not here in this time, then down the beach or round the coastline further? And you know it’s the same because (more…)
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