Category Archive: constructive action

Perspectives

Perspectives

As part of our refurb we’ve moved our bed. Oh my god, are you so desperate for content that you have to tell everyone that you …

 

The Apprentice

The Apprentice

I started writing this post back in August 2014. It seems like forever ago. It was a Saturday morning. I was dozing because I like …

 

Baby steps

Baby steps

If we are to believe all those self-help books we should be leaping out of bed, scouring our bodies with (organic) nettles, checking off all …

 

No circulars

No circulars

Here we go again. Do you ever get that feeling? Groundhog day; deja vu; hang on, I’ve been here before; there’s nothing new under the sun; technology …

 

Where do you go my lovely?

Where do you go my lovely?

You talk like Marlene Dietrich And you dance like Zizi Jeanmaire Your clothes are all made by Balmain And there`s diamonds and pearls in your hair

 

Second chances

Second chances

More than a year has gone past since I last wrote here. I want to say it’s been a terrible year. But that’s not entirely true. The Hallmark sickly sweet side of me wants to pretend everything wants to say it turned out fantastic but that’s not entirely true either. The truth is the earth continued to rotate and the sun appeared in roughly the usual place and time, and life unrolled as it has for the last 100 million days.

 

Day 1 – the old beginning

Day 1 – the old beginning

Marica is sitting on the edge of the bed, weeping. “What’re we going to do? What’re we going to do?” I hold her and try …

 

Winter solstice

Winter solstice

Rather than snow on the shortest day, our ornamental cherry is covered in lichen. It’s great not having snow, but the lichen is not a …

 

Blue sky dreaming

Blue sky dreaming

There’s been plenty of blue skies today. Gale force winds have chivvied the clouds around almost recklessly. Hapless office workers scuttled around at lunch time, …

 

Four eggs

Four eggs

I’m making breakfast for the family. I crack an egg – double yolks. Amazing! I’ve cracked hundreds – probably thousands of eggs and I’ve never …