Many years when we first started out with mobile phones and texting there was two camps. Both used the acronym 'LOL' in their messages but it meant very different things. You probably know at least one of those meanings, used it too. It's everywhere still. But there were whole communities using it completely differently. Over... Continue Reading →
Here's a poem by Pablo Neruda on handknit socks:- Mara Mori brought me a pair of socks which she knitted herself with her sheepherder's hands, two socks as soft as rabbits. I slipped my feet into them as if they were two cases knitted with threads of twilight and goatskin, Violent socks, my feet were... Continue Reading →
You are a hero. a person noted and admired for courageous acts or nobility of character You are my hero. a person noted for special achievement in a particular field It was at one the National Trust places that we visited in Cheshire when we were helping a friend out. So 2006. Not long after we got... Continue Reading →
To all the teachers who thought that they were gods, thank for teaching me realism, even if that wasn't your intention To all the teachers who only worked with their fauns, thank you for teaching me that flattery and adoration isn't the only way to get somewhere after all To all the teachers who thought... Continue Reading →
Anxiety is the concern or worry that something bad may happen. It can be all consuming. OCD is the belief that unless you do or don't do something specific that something bad will happen. It can be all consuming. Both are miserable to live with. When I'm anxious, I like to straighten and tidy things... Continue Reading →
- Batteries dying - Bladders - The bus not stopping, regardless - The clock in the hallway, at night - Drivers not indicating - Fickleness - Forgetting to turn the oven on - Helicopters - Idiots - Jumping when you know what it is and/or too late (Mongrel Beast has an overactive and/or delayed startle... Continue Reading →
Sometimes we know what we're looking for but often we don't have the words to describe it. Looking for clothes on the Internet kind of forces you to find those words. Which is how and when I realised that I have ridiculously complicated requirements for something as presumably simple as a skirt. But I don't... Continue Reading →
To all the friends who took something and left, I'm glad that I could give you something for your journey.