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Tides of Change

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Tides of change. So much has happened in my life lately it is hard to know where to start. I have been doing very little… all the events of resent times have happened to me as apposed to requiring my direct involvement. If you’re a Karma kinda person then I must have squashed some ant destined to be the next Buddha, because someone somewhere hates me. Allow me to remind you that I am expecting my baby on the 10 th July, now imagine how it must feel to be told that you have to leave your house by the 30 th June…. All of 10 days before a tiny baby (who I still have no idea how to look after) arrives. That’s right kids – my landlord is a FUCKING ASSHOLE!! We are basically subletting our apartment – sounds like a recipe for disaster I know but in a country where the average rent for a one bed apartment is in the region of £700.00 and the average salary is about £15,000 it’s not exactly a matter of choice. So rich Swede rents flat – said Swede gets tax benefits for being a Gib ...

The World in Sepia?

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So, is sepia a romantic haze, or just the world seen through shit smeared, tea stained binoes? I have always had a love of photography, but what was I to think when my actual world turned the colour of terracotta water? Here I was innocently sitting at my desk (trying my hardest to look busy) when I peered out of my office window to find that everything was brown/orange!! The sea, the buildings, the sky. I looked out of the opposing window – MORE brown houses!! I waddled over to the “safety” window and very awkwardly craned my neck until it was contorted enough to squeeze through the bottom… nope, it’s not the glass, it’s the world. THE WORLD HAS GONE BROWN. I mean we have all herd of vanilla skies, but Kenyan river skies? Last night the river burst it’s banks and the thunder roared. I half expected to wake to find the ground, buildings and trees stained orange, but it would seam that the norm of grey has been returned. So: Red sky at night – shepherds delight Red sky in the mornin...

Vanity Fair

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I have been pondering something…. Someone I know has abandoned the world of Bloggery having quite accurately pointed out that airing your personal feelings, happenings and aspirations in a public domain is not necessarily a good thing. I think I would go further and say that it is a dangerous, self indulgent form of denial. Yet here I am airing away. There was a time (for me at least) when I would work through thoughts in the real world via discussion and action…. now it is often the case that I spill here and then consider the subject filed. For me, one of the purposes of this place was to help organise my thoughts. There has been so much change for me over the last two years that I was at the point where I could not have a defined thought. Imagine if you will a fast flowing stream of objects as if in a jet stream, hurtling by, leaving just blurs of colour. I would either be unable to grasp from the stream a single subject or emotion to reflect on or having determined it imposs...

Bahhhhh, buy my wool for $1,000,000

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Pregnant women can not operate Washing machines..... Things that are bad: I turned my beautiful Pashmina to felt, then the cat was sick on it. Several days later I turned my almost (Hinty hint) Mother-In-Law's angora jumper to felt. These things are bad.

Stairs, Biscuits and Sludge

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It has been too long!! Aside form my hideous segway creation I have been completely useless in the update ways. There has been so much going on. A trip to the Ooo K see my mum and brother… to show off my ever growing bump, scans of said bump and other general baby related activities. I am also innately lazy so there is always that to throw into the mix. The general lackadaisical attitude remains, but there is something else about me these days. A new found determination, focus or something. Perhaps it is the impending arrival… There is no harm in being a skint, hobo, dreamer when it is you alone who may have to sacrifice those beautiful shoes or forgo the fifth muffin on your lunch break. I had always envisaged my family in a nice house ( with stairs ), a scruffy garden filled with flowers and plenty of places to dig and build dens, money enough to go on holiday puddle jumping. I’m not talking plasma TV, ice making fridge money, just enough to provide the basics with some ...

Because we all need a Segway

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Life and Death and Life Again....

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Life is amazing. I know what you’re thinking… She’s on a high again, full of life, energy, enthusiasm and hope….. It’s only a matter of time before she spirals, like leaves falling from the autumn tree, into a dark place that will almost, but not quite consume her. Well I know myself well enough to know that I can offer you, nor I, no guarantee that that won’t happen…. But there is something different in me now. The time for self-indulgent, introspective, musing is over. I can’t say that I’m happy about it, I have genuinely enjoyed the past 24 years of complaining and feeling hard done by….. but alas the inevitable – time to grow up. My Granny died on the 29 th October 2005. It is something that almost everyone experiences… their Grand Parent’s funeral. This was the first I have been to and it got me. Apart form the obvious upset there was something very humbling about it. The passing of a woman who was frail and riddled with pain evoked a strange collection of emoti...