Category Archives: the way things were

Spooning

Normally quite a bit would have been drunk by the time we got round to it. My mother and father would glance at each other, a twinkle in their eyes, small grin showing a slightly red tongue, tinged with red … Continue reading

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Temporary

Once upon a time I had time to do this. One day soon in the future I will again. Until I move house and get my new computer, however, I’m going to have to close the blog. Temporarily you understand. … Continue reading

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Bleugh

me: I have no odd quirks whatsoever her: yes, dear, you go on believing that. We’ll just point and laugh me: you’re metaphorically patting me on the head, aren’t you? her: maybe… I might have been lying. I am sure … Continue reading

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Way back when

I committed the cardinal sin. I went back to the past. By use of the Internet Archive I went back and looked at my history. It’s a bit weird re-reading it all. I read the day that I first met … Continue reading

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What’s in a name?

I am named after a Shakespearean heroine who dressed up as a boy I have 2 middle names – Frances and Rebecca I live in London with my saint-like other half I still don’t have any brothers or sisters 2 … Continue reading

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Who’s your daddy?

Housemates are strange people. I should know, I’ve lived with a couple. One who sticks in my head is a girl, S. S was nice enough – she wasn’t my friend, she belonged to another member of the house. She … Continue reading

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Conundrum

My neck aches. My brain hurts. My eyes strain against the artificial lighting. For someone in Marketing, I’ve been doing an awful lot of number work today. Numbers are not my strong point. Ask me what 9 x 7 is … Continue reading

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