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Category Archives: trying to be serious
Censorship
This blog used to be mine. With no knowledge about who was reading and who wasn’t, I was quite happy spilling my guts about everything and nothing. I rambled, I ranted, I practiced my meagre writing skills, I encouraged participation. I … Continue reading →
Posted in blogging about blogging, having a grump, look at me, trying to be serious
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Tagged yeah I have no idea
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28 Comments
Bye bye, Miss American Pie
It’s my birthday today, normally a day for celebration (getting old and decrepit aside) but today is tinged with more than a little sadness. All-American Girl is leaving us. Getting a job in Switzerland is stupidly difficult if you’re a non-EU … Continue reading →
Posted in ask me about me, cow abroad, having a grump, this is the modern world, trying to be serious
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Tagged I hate goodbyes, stupid jobs
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20 Comments
Growing up
With my 9th 21st birthday imminent and the escapades of the weekend still fresh in my memory, I’ve been thinking about growing up, getting older and bring responsible. Last week, Blonde wrote about how she feels like a fraud – … Continue reading →
Dealing with the return
E had been dating R for just a number of days when the news came through. R was to be deployed to War Zone for 6 months. He’d be away for Christmas and return some time in the spring. E and … Continue reading →
When on and off collide
Rules for when “real life friends” accidently find out about the existence of a previously secret blog: 1. Don’t mention it. 2. Don’t allude to it. 3. Don’t quote it. Seriously friends of ours, if we wanted you to know … Continue reading →
It’s for charideee
Disclaimer: Not a “normal” post. Not sponsored. Just something I believe in. I’m not normally one for charities. When I see a chugger dancing towards me (as they invariably do, I think it’s to make the poor unsuspecting public think they’re … Continue reading →
Tour-n
Long term readers will know I have a bit of a thing for rugby. I watch it. I talk about it (in a kind of “I don’t really know what I’m talking about but if I just talk about how … Continue reading →
Posted in cow abroad, having a grump, how i'm feeling, look at me, ponderings, ranting, rugby, switzerland, trying to be serious
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Tagged that shit bit after the honeymoon ends
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37 Comments
The black dog
Depression. It’s an ugly word, isn’t it? Or is it? Should it be regaled to that list of taboo subjects (much like religion and politics at the pub?) Is it something that is hidden in dark shadows, only stalking the … Continue reading →
In hearts at peace, under an English heaven
The Soldier IF I should die, think only this of me; That there’s some corner of a foreign field That is for ever England. There shall be In that rich earth a richer dust concealed; … Continue reading →
Posted in blast from the past, trying to be serious
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Tagged lest we forget, remembering the past
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4 Comments
Decisions, decisions
Sorry for the radio silence. ~~~~~ The last few weeks have been spent variously househunting, going on holiday, working my arse off, running, eating too much, drinking too much, thinking, thinking thinking. ~~~~~ It’s been nearly 6 months now since … Continue reading →
Posted in a cry for help, dreaming, everyday bits 'n' bobs, having a grump, how i'm feeling, look at me, love 'n' things, oh my head, ponderings, random, stuff i've done, trying to be serious
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Tagged alcohol dulls your brain, radio silence, rugby girls give the best parties, sometimes I just think too much
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