I care. My Nan told me a story once, that in one of her lowest moments when she felt so alone, her husband was dying, she had three young children and being in the 1960s the world was very different. She cried, she asked -…
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Growing up, my mum used to read a lot. My step-dad did too. He went through probably dozens of books every year. She liked murder mysteries, I remember all the Agatha Christie books across the shelves and being fascinated by their titles and images when…
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Ming was my cat for over 16 years, I got her when she was about 8 weeks old in March/April 2009. I'm 40 years old now, which means I've had her with me for the majority of what I consider my adult life to be.
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A few days ago I rediscovered an old LiveJournal (remember those?) blog that I used to have. Last post 2005. It's rare these days to find something that still exists from that long, that isn't part of the Internet Archive & The WayBack Machine. There's…
Continue reading...Earlier this year when I came back from New Zealand, I sat down to the face the reality of what would be my next big adventure. Getting back to work and facing reality. I am also fortunate enough though to have some say in being…
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