On missing my Ks
I use various instant messaging apps on my phone. Just now, I opened one, and all the Ks were missing, from all the words. Just imagine a world with no Ks. Edit: my brother says that it was very k-less of me to lose them…
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On hurting people without meaning to
I’ve just been jolted out of an uneasy sleep in an uncomfortable aircraft seat by a food trolley. The absent minded trolley pusher rammed the trolley into my knee. I can only imagine it wasn’t intentional, so I can’t really be cross, even if it a) hurt, and b) woke me up. It seems like […]
On therapy
The first session starts in 14 minutes. I feel totally unprepared, but I hope it won’t matter. I am also quite sweaty, which is worse than unprepared. The 18 degrees they promised us this morning when I put jeans on, have turned into at least 25, probably closer to 28, and the leisurely walk I […]
On cheering on v. cheering up
Kate asked me earlier if I would prefer a partner who would cheer me up when I was down, or one who would cheer me on when I was doing well.
On green cards, chocolate and a small flashing light
That very short list just about covers the things I’m living for at the moment.
On why I think life is more like a pinball machine than a roller coaster
I don’t agree with Ronan Keating – I think life’s more like a pinball machine than a roller coaster..
On mournings
Sometimes the world is so grey and bleugh, that I don’t care about going to work. Sometimes it looks like this: and I’d rather find somewhere to sit and bask in the sunshine…
On talking, or not
How come sometimes it’s so easy to talk through the night, and sometimes so hard to find any words at all?
Happy Easter!
Apple seedling
It’s growing! 🙂
On planting my lunch
A seed fell out of my lunch yesterday:
On rounding off a day
The very best way to round off a day which involved learning, aged 30, that not only does potato soup go mouldy over the course of 18 hours, but also that you’re apparently incapable of closing the curtains correctly, has to include tipping 4 litres of said mouldy soup into the toilet and momentarily blocking […]
On manflu and my inability to concentrate (although they’re probably not at all connected)
Hello people, I’m still alive, but I might not write for a while. Not that I’ve written in ages anyway. I can’t concentrate on anything long enough to write a post that makes sense. My mind jumps continuously from project to project to project: the garden, my work, school, the house, the committee I’m on, […]
On stepping stones
Stepping stones. Millions of stepping stones. And even more millions of litres of river. Some of the stones aren’t really stones at all. Some are slippery. Some are tiny, some are close together but most aren’t. The ones that are, generally don’t lead across the river, just along the middle. It might be deep, it […]
On actually, finally, really and truly getting a dog – part [K]9
It’s a long one, folks – I hope you have good biscuits.. *** “Ah! You’re here to pick P up. Come in!” I have no idea whether the receptionist phoned ahead or whether it was pure good timing that there wasn’t a queue and that the carer who met me at the gate knew who […]