I felt a strange feeling brewing on New Year's Eve - and it wasn't Christmas-over-indulgence-related. More foreboding. Heavy. I felt grinch-like, throwing the eyes up like Ebenezer Scrooge any time I got a message of good New Year cheer. Bah, humbug. Our lights were out by 11pm. I was wondering if middle-age cynicism, which I'm … Continue reading Our Lights Were Out By 11pm
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There’s No Point In Waving At It
I wouldn't call myself particularly superstitious. And yet I think nothing of my ongoing salutations to single magpies. I don't do the wave. I have always felt this to be an affront to single people everywhere, reinforcing the ridiculous idea that those not-coupled-up are a bit odd and should be regarded as objects of pity … Continue reading There’s No Point In Waving At It
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