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Archive for May, 2008

My poor mouse!
R is cutting two henormoose teeth at the right on the back – we’ve had a frantic three days, mum and I; sleeping in shifts of three hours and trying our best to keep a tired, terrified and aching Mouse from blowing his stack completely. R is suffering doubly because he’s never really [...]

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Who else has weekends that seem designed to make you wish you were back at work?
This sounds dreadful – but really; there are limits. I’m feeling stretched awfully thin at the moment, and all I would really like is a week to myself. Actually, that wouldn’t do; what I really want is a few hours [...]

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The Tan Beginneth

Ha! Had my legs, arms and face out all day today, and it’s been a scorcher. Apparently hotter than Ibiza! We’ve put up trellis on the back wall, planted loads, and D has enthused me for vegetable cultivation all over again. He knocked together a raised bed for the Mouse to grub in, out of [...]

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Hippy Summer

My colleague S asked me what was up with me today. Gone were the frowns, the pale face, the Metallica booming through, the high boots and power bitch dressing. Instead, smiles, tan, linen slacks and a flowerchild top, and Loreena McKennitt. All I could say was, I’m happy.
It’s warm outside, the light’s good, I have [...]

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Person!

Mouse finished getting his jim-jams on this evening, scampered over to his futon chair, scrambled up onto it, sat down with his ankles crossed and patted the space next to him while saying, ‘You!’. I think maybe he wanted me to come and sit with him!
I’ve posted before about the amazing revelation of his improving [...]

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Somerset

Had a wonderful weekend – as you see by the pictures I was in Somerset with friends - perfect weather, superb food, we went to Glastonbury and went out for dinner; a thoroughly lovely time.
Just sometimes, you have a weekend that makes you feel like you’ve been on a paradise island for two weeks; you come [...]

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This crossed my mind when talking to my youngest, largest brother about his revision technique. Truly, an indissoluble problem. Or so it would seem.
Remembering things is an artform, tempered with just a little science. There is a plan afoot – by the next round of exams he will be nigh-on invincible. Of course, we’re breeding [...]

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