Post 110: Rest and Lionesses.
Only occasionally does a sporting occasion go the way you’d like—but when it does, it feels really good.
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The night was uncomfortable again—best not to dwell on it. I’d int...
Post 109: New keys and fizz to celebrate.
Dame Cleo Laine has passed away at 97. The Queen of skat from a golden age of exploratory jazz leaves the stage for the last time.
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In a nutshell, today was a “confined to barrac...
Post 108: Toe-clips and a Pineapple Surprise.
Chatting to a mate you rarely see but always make time for — that’s a chance to recharge and share smiles.
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With my flip-up flip-down shades perched on my glasses, I h...
Post 107: Turmoil in my Mind.
Sometimes the people around you won’t understand your journey. They don’t need to; it’s not for them.
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I saw that thought-provoking quote yesterday and stole it, because it&...
Post 106: How do I feel – it’s complicated.
Habits are quite hard to get rid of – I have woken up again in the wee small hours. I need to sleep, stop thinking, be free from the circle of decay my mind is in, and just be me.
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