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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When I was growing up in the 80s and 90s, it was just normal that you'd get your milk, the paper and your mail before leaving the house for the day. I was always interested in what came through the door, as an excited kid…
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