a fish on a bycicle

as in chocolate teapot, a thing of very limited practical use

Monday, November 29, 2010

thick woollen socks

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....yesterday I bought a duvet, thick and heavy......for the sofa. Outside the world is white and brittle. On the mornings where the boy ha...
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Sunday, January 24, 2010

nut allergy?

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Huzzah I made it... It took a while, but I finally accomplished a 'yet'. Comitted, sectioned, confined to bedlam, removed from the p...
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Wednesday, October 07, 2009

twinkle twinkle little star..

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...there's a cherry tree, in full blossom, weeping snow flakes onto the the sheltered lawn. Just a hint of breeze. A lilac sky through p...
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Tuesday, March 31, 2009

This is the sort of thing...

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...we have to put up with. It’s not easy. Having said that it’s easier for me then it is for the boys. I can at least just walk, I don’t hav...
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Thursday, September 18, 2008

keep the swelling, lose the pain

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Have you ever, howled in woods? whinnied and nickered, pranced, danced, shied and cried and generally made a great fuss... At least there wa...
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Wednesday, August 20, 2008

you'll never guess but...

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Where a river floes, where people are apt to gather to the source of traffic and commerce, of liquid life. Great cities, gritty purposeful t...
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Thursday, July 17, 2008

starry starry night

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I remember years ago climbing in Glencoe (Gleann Comhann in the celtic tongue), being happy to be alone with the sparkling granite and soft ...
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