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Beasts of the Southern Wild
So I went to the cinema in the village hall. It was cold, it was wet and I was tired. It was all too tempting to stay in by the fire but I’ve made a pact with myself to do stuff.I can’t just sit...
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A Very British Writer Blog Tour
I don’t usually go in for blogging round robins or memes. But Vivienne Tuffnell asked nicely and I was needing a break between two projects, both equally unappealing, so I figured, why not? It’s about...
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Carshalton
I hadn’t thought about Carshalton for ages. The town in which I grew up. But I went looking for a picture to post with the words on my previous blog post and stumbled into a time warp. So many...
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When winter won't let go
So. The cold continues to bite. Two of my fingers keep turning numb and white. As if I’m turning to ice. Why? I ask them. But I know the answer – the cold is not just physical; it echoes through my...
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My own personal star-disco...
So last night…I went outside to get the SP in and I paused, as I always do, to look up at the night sky. And…wow. Just…wow. There was this huge star – right in front of me – and it was flashing,...
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Dream healing - a Greek pilgrimage
I'm off again on my travels in a few days. To Austria this time - a big hotel that majors in golf and ayurveda, which I have to say I find a puzzling combination. But still...four handed massage?...
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'Do you strain?' asked Dr Schaffler as I sat in his consulting room at Schloss Pichlarn in Austria. I frowned a little. We had already debated my bowels and their various movements in huge detail and...
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Smoke on the water? Well...nearly. Sort of. Oh, okay, let's call it steam. :-)There are two pools at Schloss Pichlarn. One is indoors and a very fine pool it is. But then, if you walk down a few...
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Margaret Thatcher. IMO
So. I came back from Austria (very nice indeed, thank you for asking) and stayed in London a bit with my mucker Jane. And it does make me laugh that, while I could get on-line easily in the back of...
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Primroses
Anyhow. Today Dan (short for Dante, aka the SP – I figure now he’s 21 I no longer need to protect his RL identity) and I went up to the hill fort. And the banks of the Cauldron (aka the Chimney – no,...
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The dunnock has two penises - I mean, a lovely walk along the Dorset coastal...
I don’t usually tag along to Adrian’s beery events. But I make a large exception for Badger Ales. Firstly because, as you know, I have this sort of badger ‘thing’ going on. Secondly because they are...
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My stereotypical Swiss room-mate
So, I was all excited about going to Kaliyoga in Spain when I suddenly had a bad thought. A big bad thought. You know how I am about sharing rooms with people on detox? Well, to be honest, it goes...
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The white horses of Andalucia
It wasn’t all yoga at my Kaliyoga retreat in Spain. We walked, beautiful trails down into hidden valleys, the only sound the breeze in the trees and the occasional flute of birdsong. And one day,...
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Long, slow and deep...
Mostly we did Dynamic Yoga at Kaliyoga. Years ago, I interviewed Godfrey Devereux, who popularized this flowing form of yoga and joined one of his classes. He tried to warn me, poor chap: he advised...
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The woods are talking...
The wind is wild today. It slams cold into my face up at the hill fort and harries the trees, making the beech, with all their fresh, young, and oh so green leaves, tremble. The oaks are slower,...
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In which Trisha totally creases me...
So, this morning I wandered down to the river, for kettlebells, my Sunday service. And my heart sank. No little group loitering by the grass. Had I got it wrong? Was it cancelled?Then Trisha popped...
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The writing on the boards...
Kaliyoga France. Sun and space. Mantras and meditation. Yoga magic. And words...every day different...but saying much the same...Hmm...True... *smile*Follow me? Really?Yeah... :-)Anyhow...if you...
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Everything is not so bad
‘Everything is not so bad,’ said Daniel at Kaliyoga France. Ostensibly he’s an osteopath and a reflexologist (whole body though, not just feet) but I suspect he’s a fair bit more than that –...
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My sidekick
Kaliyoga France was very different from its Spanish sibling in many ways, for many reasons. But the most important for me was that, for the first time in donkeys' years, I had a sidekick. I’m usually...
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Come walk with me...
So you can't be here, in Dulverton, on beautiful Exmoor... Never mind. Come with me on my morning walk. We'll take it slow (I'm not feeling so great today)...The SP is bouncing like Tigger but he...
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