Month: October 2018

Accepting and not reacting

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Hi, I’m not 100% sure how to start this one, so I shall go with the usual tried and tested method of typing sh** that comes direct from my brain, into this small white square and see where it takes us. For those of you with paint to watch dry or busy-busy lives to lead, why are you here? 🙂 This week has been…. complicated. Complicated by a not fully pleasant cocktail of conflict, tiredness, and a bit too much on at work. The latter is my own fault for jamming a lot in to the week and being out of the office quite a bit. Now, usually, that’s not a massive issue, and indeed, if anything, I really enjoy meeting […]

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Getting better

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Hi, How’s things? Me? Oh, I’ve been better. At least it was only a bad cold. Gah, and what a stinker! Usually, I find that colds run as follows: That slightly odd feeling in your head (no rude comments, please! 🙂 ) Lots of sneezing followed by a nose running like a tap. Wanting to eat all the food in the house. A bit more sneezing 36 – 48 hours later, everything’s fine. Items 1 and 3 might just be me, so please don’t trust any research where N=1. Oh, I missed off item 4.1 where I breathe into envelopes and send letters to people I don’t like. 😛 However, this cold seemed to be quite the bruiser and it’s […]

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When in doubt, wear something you love

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Hi, This week I had the good fortune to pick the kids up from school. Usually, this is the job of the Ever Lovely Mrs J, but she was indisposed in having a well deserved day out with Granny J. I popped to one of the shops on the way home as the kids needed a few things for their packed lunch. On the way in, I spotted two young *ahem* ‘scamps’ (nee: chavs in the making) climbing up a bin and trying to haul themselves on top of the bus shelter. Said structure is mostly plastic and was wobbling precariously. For a moment, I did wonder about taking a snap and passing on to the school. But, as the […]

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Mist

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Hi, I’m not going to talk about the news today. Not because it isn’t important, but knowing that if I do, it will only stoke the slow burn of rage within me. Yes, I believe that a person is innocent until proven guilty and I also believe that victims have a right to be heard, listened to, and taken seriously. Perhaps blindly, I am hopeful – or if I can admit this to myself – that we’re in the last hurrah of powerful misogynists and that those not of their ilk will turn against them. A trans-something-or-other person can dream, right? ___ I was listening to a colleague the other day about projects. Don’t worry, this will be trans related. […]

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