Year: 2014

Mirror, mirror…

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Hi, It’s Friday, so shall I try and get my sh** together this time? 😉 Last night was the first night out in a weeks. Well, okay, first trans night out, I should add. I was, oddly, not quite sure about going. Sure, I wanted to catch up with everyone, but it was the getting ready that I wasn’t really sold on. But, as I tell myself when I’m packing a bag, hollow point or subsonic match? No, ah, sorry, that’s the other blog. 🙂 Silliness aside, I tell myself, you’ll be okay when you get there…. which, so far, has served me well. It’s only been a month, or so, but it felt like longer. It did seem rather […]

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Modern Friendship

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Hi, How’s things? Yes, I realise this week’s entry is somewhat late. Not that there’s a schedule or anything. Well, other than a personal promise to try and get a post per week. Still, now is the Easter of our content, so knickers to rules and work; time to kick back, enjoy the spring weather and try to avoid snaffling too many eggs 🙂 Having been away and missed Chameleons, this made me think about friendships. Modern friendships seem, at least to me, very different to pre-Internet ones. I mean, before the web and social media, you could visit a friend, ring for a chat or – hold to your hats, kids – write to them via snail-mail. Now, things […]

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The past echoes into the future

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Hi, Gak. I’ve stared at this empty, white form, while ideas and stories run through my head. Strange, in that starting off seems to be the most difficult first step. True, perhaps or blogging, and other things in life too. So, I’m – we’re? – back from a short week in the North West and a grand time was had by all. Much walking was done, there was a little bit of cake therapy, a few visits to the adventure playgrounds and all round family fun. The time, did however, go all too quickly, although luckily, we’ve a few days before returning to work. Things to be thankful for, eh? While out on our travels, I did wonder if each […]

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House

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No, not the dance around your handbag, nor the US medical drama. No, the place we live and grow up in. This week, the Jones Massive are on holiday and rather than opt for our usual rural idyll, we’re in the suburbs. We’re in a quaint 30s style semidetached that seems to be the archetypical suburban house. Three bedrooms, one bathroom, kitchen diner and living room. The drive is too narrow for most modern cars, so the concrete panel garages sit back from the road, nestled in well established gardens. Not doubt havens for mowers and spiders. The house is compact, but not pokey. It doesn’t have that anti-TARDIS gig going on that some modern houses have going on. 🙂 […]

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Happy

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Hi folks, I’m sat here nursing a very large mug of tea, wondering how I should start this post off. Silly really. I’ve been here a few minutes, mulling over how to get going, when really, it’s probably just best to get stuck in. Stream of consciousness, seat of the pants, hang the editor, etc (Ed: Oi!) Today, was one of those proverbial rays of sunshine when everything just seemed to click into place and all is good with the world. I had the good fortune to have the morning off and lunch with the Ever Lovely Mrs Jones, as we had an appointment in town with the bank. Nothing serious, just checking on the family piggy bank and the […]

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Six to eight weeks

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Hi, All is quiet in the Jones Towers…. Little Miss has gone to spend the evening at Granny’s, the Ever Lovely Mrs Jones is playing a treasure game on her laptop and – oh, there goes the peace – Wee Man is playing some type of Zombie apocalypse team shooter. 🙂 Me? Oh, I’ve sneaked upstairs to (p)rattle off another weekly post. Some of you may have read about or maybe tagged in the No Make-Up Selfie meme that’s going around Facebook. It’s all in a good cause – well, two in my mind. Helping to raise much needed funds to fight cancer and, also, showing people what others look like sans make-up. There have been a few discontents muttering, […]

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