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Why I haven't blogged
“You don’t blog anymore.” “When are you going to blog again?” People (okay, two of them) keep asking me this and, really, the answer is very simple. I really don’t have anything much to say....
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My Christmas diet
Ooops. Wrong search. :-)I’m on a diet. Well, not a real ‘diet’ diet cos I don’t do those, but really I’ve been getting a bit lardy lately and something had to be done. You know, this food stuff...
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Greek restaurants, delinquent Christmas trees and floating in Braunton
I missed my vocation, huh?Anyhow, we had a good lunch yesterday with the in-laws at Zeus, the Greek restaurant, having not been Raptured on the motorway on the way down to Plymouth.Ron ordered surf ‘n’...
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Dulverton becomes an island
Pic: Gina McIntyreLast night Dulverton became an island. The rivers burst their banks; the bridges couldn’t cope. It didn’t surprise me somehow – I could feel it coming as I drove back over the moor....
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What's the worst picture anyone has ever taken of you ever?
Anyhow. I took a look at Facebook yesterday and saw someone had posted a pic of a pal of mine. ‘Shit,’ I thought. ‘That’s a rotten picture. She never looks that mank. Not in real life.’ And, within...
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If Christmas suddenly blindsides you...
Funny how one thing can set up a chain reaction of emotions, eh? This afternoon I was looking through old photos, trying to find the worst of the worst for the post before. And I kept stumbling over...
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Hibernation and teenage makeovers
The SP and I have hibernated. We have been going to bed earlier and earlier each night and getting up later and later. We lie, side by side, like medieval effigies, under two duvets, and occasionally...
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The cabin in the woods
Carol Oberg RileySometimes the soul speaks in images or music or metaphors. There is no rhyme or reason, there is no logic. The picture or the sound just tugs and pulls and whistles, and you trip...
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All good things are wild and free
So, I sat by the fire and read The Snow Child. It had been nudging me for quite some time, unsurprising really, given the cabin in the woods and the snow thing that’s been going on for the last few...
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In which the teens shrink my skull and give me instant Botox and...a ridge?
I’ve had two makeovers in almost as many days. I’m beginning to forget what I look like normally. Oh yes...a bit like this...First up, Rachel and the teens took me in hand. They stuffed my hair in a...
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Special K turn me into a billboard
New Year means diets, right? Well, not for me (I don’t really believe in diets and I really don’t think that this is the best time of year to be launching into starvation mode anyhow) but I know a lot...
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Why I hated The Hobbit movie
So, we went to see The Hobbit– ostensibly as my birthday ‘treat’. I stocked up on drinks, popcorn and sweets and stuffed them in my bag (cos, seriously, who can afford to pay the prices they charge at...
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Google Chromebook - my Precious!
So James and I were sitting watching TV before Christmas and an ad came on for the Samsung/Google Chromebook.‘That looks neat,’ said James. ‘Cheap too.’He’s been angling for a new laptop for ages and...
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Smash, bang, wallop...
What does it mean when things keep crashing into you? Just before Christmas some guy staggered out of the pub, drunk as a skunk, weaved down the centre of the road to his 4x4, got in and promptly...
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Don't laugh but...I'm running.
I’ve always wanted to run. I have this image of myself as some kind of Artemis, virgin huntress, sprinting lightly and lithely through the woods, the SP bounding gracefully at my heels, at one with the...
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Life of Pi
So we went to see Life of Piat the Tivoli in Tiverton (MUCH better than the Odeon). Adrian declined the invitation so James and I fist-bumped and bought shedloads of the rustliest packets of crap we...
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I'll kill you if you die on me...
I’m wrecked. Shattered. Knackered. Every muscle in my entire body is aching. And that’s good, really good. If you want to get fit, if you want to get fitter, you have to keep challenging yourself....
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Plimsoll nostalgia and the right trainers
When I was young we didn’t have fancy trainers for each and every sport. We didn’t even have trainers, come to think of it. We had plimsolls. They came in white or black. Laced or with elastic...
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The last flame...
I went to see my friend Caz the other night. We sat by her wood burner in her snug cosy cabin and I watched her drink the bottle of Cava I’d bought while I sipped a peppermint and licorice tea. I...
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The woods are lovely, dark and deep...
The woods are beautiful in the snow. Well, woods are always beautiful but, in snow, they become primeval. As you crunch the slim tracks through trees you could imagine the wolves were running....
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