Slices of real life condensed into bite-size chunks.
This “having a website” thing is turning out to be an interesting learning experience for Erin and me (yes I have verified that it is “me” not “I” with the grammar Nazis). There were many things we did not know before starting this adventure. Many. So many, I can’t even begin to list all the […]
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Living in a caravan can look a bit untidy. I’m sure when an unexpected visitor looks in through my door and sees a giant jar of sludgy looking water (water kefir fed with brown sugar), a bunch of rather ripe bananas, a wash cloth, a backpack, a few books and a bicycle tube all
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Enlightenment is futile – you will be assimilated. Hollywood is making us stupid. I realized this while watching The Legend of Tarzan, a fun movie, if you’re into excessive CGI animals, but one that left me gaping at the creator’s blatant ignorance about Africa, wild animals, and local culture. That annoys me. I mean,
Whenever I think of the beach I think of blissful childhood holidays with my family in Sedgefield, running and swimming for hours, care-free. Just sand, salty water, sun and the wonderfulness of it all encapsulated in the smell of coconut sunscreen forever afterwards. But the beach by myself these days is quite different. When packing
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In Cold Comfort Farm, by Stella Gibbons, Aunt Ada Doom claims to have seen ‘something nasty in the woodshed’. Now, the book never reveals what the ‘something nasty’ was, but I’m strongly inclined to believe that it was a nefarious collector of quotes with a penchant for misattribution. I picture a wall sporting pictures
I go for monthly writing classes with Cathy Eden. It’s like AA for writer’s so it’s more of a support group than a how-to-get-published class. They are a life-line for me. It just feels better to struggle with others than to struggle by myself although of course the irony is that it then stops being
Let’s start with the spoon in the room. You and I both know I’m only writing this post because I happened to have this photograph in my collection. I’m a sucker for a good pun. What is a Spoonerism Anyway? It’s one of those things that happens when your brain is working faster
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*The word ‘bug’ as used in this article represents any insect, entity, or creature, living or dead, which annoys me in some way or I feel deserves the title ‘bug’ at any given time. It occurred to me today that I have a rather complicated relationship with the bugs in my home. It also struck
My Life With Bugs* Read More »
One day on my regular commute by bicycle, heading home after work, I stopped at a robot (traffic light) and waited for green. Are you still with me? I promise this isn’t about road rage or the equal rights of those that commute by bicycle. I can’t remember now whether I moved off early without
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I’m Kerrythe. The other Survivor Bunny. Like Erin said, surviving is definitely present continuous and I have found writing to be that very subtly supportive rock of a friend throughout my life, helping me to be more aware of, accept and let go of things that weren’t working. So that’s why I love writing. However,
